nine o'clock
She ai n't , -- she ai n't , -- well I ai n't jist ` zackly know how I ` se gwine speechify it , but she ai n't like _ we _ all , '' and Jerome wagged his head in deprecation and forced his tongue against his teeth in a sound indicating annoyance and distaste , as he moved his mistress ' chair a trifle . Just then Mammy Lucy stuck her white-turbaned head in at the door to ask : `` Whar dat chile at ? Ai n't she done come in fer her breckfus yit ? It 's nine o'clock and Sis Cynthia 's a-stewin ' an ' a steamin ' like her own taters . '' `` She say she wait fer her aunt , an ' her aunt say she cyant breckfus befo ' half-pas ' nine , no how , '' answered Jerome . `` Huh , huh ! An ' ma chile gotter wait a hull hour pas ' her breckfus time jist kase Madam Fussa-ma-fiddle ai n't choose fer ter git up ?