eight
o'clock
asked Janet . `` Pooh ! ` Tis n't late , '' said her brother . `` Only a little after eight o'clock . Oh , it 's Aunt Jo ! '' he cried a moment later as he caught sight of the lady 's face when she took off her veil and shook from it the snowflakes . `` Yes , it 's Aunt Jo , Curlytop ! ''