six o’clock
He perfectly remembered his dreams , and meditated on what all these things should portend . `` Am I then , '' said he , `` not Edmund Twyford , but somebody of consequence in whose fate so many people are interested ? Vain thought , that must have arisen from the partial suggestion of my two friends , Mr. William and old Joseph . '' He lay thus reflecting , when a servant knocked at his door , and told him it was past six o'clock , and that the Baron expected him to breakfast in an hour . He rose immediately ; paid his tribute of thanks to heaven for its protection , and went from his chamber in high health and spirits . He walked in the garden till the hour of breakfast , and then attended the Baron . `` Good morrow , Edmund ! ''