ten o'clock
Of that shame he had to be ashamed , as of a lack of faith in God ! Would God leave his creature who trusted in him at the mercy of a chance -- of a glass of wine taken in ignorance ? There was a thing to be ashamed of , and with good cause ! He got up , found to his dismay that it was almost ten o'clock -- his hour for rising in winter being six -- dressed in haste , and went down , wondering that Davie had not come to see after him . In the schoolroom he found him waiting for him . The boy sprang up , and darted to meet him . `` I hope you are better , Mr. Grant ! ''