eight in the morning
` Nobody sleeps in the other bed , of course , ' said Mr. Pickwick . ` Oh , no , Sir . ' ` Very good . Tell my servant to bring me up some hot water at half-past eight in the morning , and that I shall not want him any more to-night . ' ` Yes , Sir , ' and bidding Mr. Pickwick good-night , the chambermaid retired , and left him alone . Mr. Pickwick sat himself down in a chair before the fire , and fell into a train of rambling meditations . First he thought of his friends , and wondered when they would join him ; then his mind reverted to Mrs. Martha Bardell ; and from that lady it wandered , by a natural process , to the dingy counting-house of Dodson & Fogg .