Four o’clock
a sort of a travelling man . Hum ! lay my books out open at the title Vagrant ; and , William , tell the cook that Mrs. Bustle promises me the goose-pie for dinner . Four o'clock , do you hear ? And show the old man in now . -LRB- _ The Landlady looks eagerly towards the door _ , _ as it opens _ , _ and exclaims _ , -RRB- _ Land . _ My old gentleman , as I hope to breathe !