a quarter to eight o'clock
`` But Tammy 's hauded ` im for Maister Brown , an ' he says it 's sonsie to gie the bonny wee a washin ' . '' `` Weel , Mr. Brown is fair ill , and there has been foul weather . Bobby 's getting to look like a poor ` gaen aboot ' dog . Have him at the kirkyard gate at a quarter to eight o'clock the morn looking like a leddy 's pet and I 'll dance a Highland fling at your wedding . '' `` Are ye gangin ' to tak ' Bobby on a picnic , Maister Traill ? '' He answered with a mock solemnity and a twinkle in his eyes that mystified the little maid . `` Nae , lassie ; I 'm going to tak ' him to a meeting in a braw kirk . ''