eight o'clock
`` There ! I declare it is to-morrow morning already , as the Irish would say . Lady Hurstmonceux , do not let me keep you up any longer . I know your usual hour for rising at this season of the year is eight o'clock . You will have three good hours ' sleep before you yet . Papa , dear , go to bed or you will make yourself ill . '' `` Are you sure you will not have anything before I go , Claudia ? ''