9 a.m.
He said he aimed to come here , and I sud n't wonder but ye 'll have old Helstone too . I seed 'em saddling his little nag as I passed at back o ' t ' rectory . '' The speaker was a true prophet , for the trot of a little nag 's hoofs was , five minutes after , heard in the yard . It stopped , and a well-known nasal voice cried aloud , `` Boy '' -LRB- probably addressing Harry Scott , who usually hung about the premises from 9 a.m. to 5 p.m. -RRB- , `` take my horse and lead him into the stable . '' Helstone came in marching nimbly and erect , looking browner , keener , and livelier than usual . `` Beautiful morning , Moore . How do , my boy ?