nine o'clock
`` Who is going to punish you for your faults ? Tell me that , Arthur Carroll . '' `` The Lord Almighty in His own good time , '' replied Carroll , and passed her and went down-stairs . The next morning , just before nine o'clock , Anderson was sitting in his office , reading the morning paper . The wind had changed in the night and was blowing from the northwest . The atmosphere was full of a wonderful clearness and freshness . Anderson was conscious of exhilaration .