eight o'clock in the
evening
What a disappointment ! `` Oh dear , '' said Gwen , `` it 's gone wrong . Could n't we find a man in the village who could set it right , though it _ is _ Sunday ? '' No -- certainly not at eight o'clock in the evening . `` I fear , my lady , '' said Granny Marrable , `` that it was injured when the little boy Toby aimed a chestnut at it . And had I known of the damage done , I should have allowed him no sugar in his tea . But it may have been Toft , when he repaired the glass , for indeed he is little better than a heathen . ''