six o’clock
` We 'd coom , if it was twonty mile . ' ` No , would you though ? ' returned Mr. Squeers , who had not expected quite such a ready acceptance of his invitation , or he would have considered twice before he gave it . John Browdie 's only reply was another squeeze of the hand , and an assurance that they would not begin to see London till tomorrow , so that they might be at Mr. Snawley 's at six o'clock without fail ; and after some further conversation , Mr. Squeers and his son departed . During the remainder of the day , Mr. Browdie was in a very odd and excitable state ; bursting occasionally into an explosion of laughter , and then taking up his hat and running into the coach-yard to have it out by himself . He was very restless too , constantly walking in and out , and snapping his fingers , and dancing scraps of uncouth country dances , and , in short , conducting himself in such a very extraordinary manner , that Miss Squeers opined he was going mad , and , begging her dear ` Tilda not to distress herself , communicated her suspicions in so many words . Mrs. Browdie , however , without discovering any great alarm , observed that she had seen him so once before , and that although he was almost sure to be ill after it , it would not be anything very serious , and therefore he was better left alone .