nine o’clock
Now I know ye did . My gentleman from Cloisterham , I 'll be there before ye , and bide your coming . I 've swore my oath that I 'll not miss ye twice ! ' Accordingly , that same evening the poor soul stands in Cloisterham High Street , looking at the many quaint gables of the Nuns ' House , and getting through the time as she best can until nine o'clock ; at which hour she has reason to suppose that the arriving omnibus passengers may have some interest for her . The friendly darkness , at that hour , renders it easy for her to ascertain whether this be so or not ; and it is so , for the passenger not to be missed twice arrives among the rest . ` Now let me see what becomes of you . Go on ! '