nine in the morning
`` But what on earth 's the matter , Grace ? '' he was obliged to repeat , for the dear girl 's agitation was extreme . `` Jonathan , can I see the baronet ? '' `` What , at nine in the morning , Grace Acton ! Call again at two , and you may find him getting up . He has n't been three hours a-bed yet , and there 's nobody about but Sarah Stack and me . I wish those Lunnun sparks would but leave the place : they do his honour no good , I 'm thinking . ''