About half past nine
And so the day passed , and the next morning dawned on our pleasure-loving little friend . `` No duties '' she said to herself , as she woke at seven , which was her usual time for rising ; `` so I can lie in bed as long as I please . '' She turned over , and as she could not sleep , began making plans for the day , and thinking what a delightful time she would have . About half past nine she came down stairs , to find her breakfast on the table ; milk , toast , and egg , all as cold as possible . `` What a wretched breakfast ! '' she said , as she took her seat . `` Well , dear , '' replied Mrs. Leslie , `` your breakfast was ready at the usual time , and of course is cold now . ''