nine at night
Mr. Weevle nods . Mr. Guppy , much elevated in his own opinion by having delivered these observations , with an air in part forensic and in part romantic -- this gentleman having a passion for conducting anything in the form of an examination , or delivering anything in the form of a summing up or a speech -- accompanies his friend with dignity to the court . Never since it has been a court has it had such a Fortunatus ' purse of gossip as in the proceedings at the rag and bottle shop . Regularly , every morning at eight , is the elder Mr. Smallweed brought down to the corner and carried in , accompanied by Mrs. Smallweed , Judy , and Bart ; and regularly , all day , do they all remain there until nine at night , solaced by gipsy dinners , not abundant in quantity , from the cook 's shop , rummaging and searching , digging , delving , and diving among the treasures of the late lamented . What those treasures are they keep so secret that the court is maddened . In its delirium it imagines guineas pouring out of tea-pots , crown-pieces overflowing punch-bowls , old chairs and mattresses stuffed with Bank of England notes . It possesses itself of the sixpenny history -LRB- with highly coloured folding frontispiece -RRB- of Mr. Daniel Dancer and his sister , and also of Mr. Elwes , of Suffolk , and transfers all the facts from those authentic narratives to Mr. Krook .