seven
o'clock
The dull heavy feeling was gone out of the air , and the little sparrows were chirping in the eaves . It was Sunday morning , and on Sunday evening Christie was to hear the clergyman preach in the mission-room . Oh ! how he wished it was seven o'clock , that he might go and find out what old Treffy wanted to know ! The poor old man seemed very restless and unhappy all that long spring day . Christie never left him , for it was only on Sunday that he could watch beside his dear old master . He could see that old Treffy had not forgotten his dream , though he did not speak of it again .