nine o'clock in the morning
Acting on my advice , George and Harris consented not to stay long in Berlin ; but to push on to Dresden . Most that Berlin has to show can be seen better elsewhere , and we decided to be content with a drive through the town . The hotel porter introduced us to a droschke driver , under whose guidance , so he assured us , we should see everything worth seeing in the shortest possible time . The man himself , who called for us at nine o'clock in the morning , was all that could be desired . He was bright , intelligent , and well-informed ; his German was easy to understand , and he knew a little English with which to eke it out on occasion . With the man himself there was no fault to be found , but his horse was the most unsympathetic brute I have ever sat behind . He took a dislike to us the moment he saw us .