ten
o'clock
Now , for the Lord 's sake do n't begin to fret ` bout me ; it 's enough to anger me ef you do . Aint we a heap to do atween this and Monday without fussin ' over an old lady wot ` as ` ad the best o ' good luck all her days ? This is Tuesday , and you are to go and see Mrs. Faulkner to-morrow morning , Alison . I have got her address , and you are to be there by ten o'clock , not a minute later . Oh , yes , our hands will be full , and we have no time to think o ' the future . The Lord has the future in his grip , chil ` en , and ` taint for you and me to fret about it . '' Grannie seated herself again in her old armchair .