half past eight
But I am going to tell you about one particular day , because that day a great deal happened to Tonio . Some of it was n't at all pleasant , but you will not be surprised at that when I explain the reason why . A good many months had passed by since San Ramon 's Day , and it was a bright beautiful spring morning , when the Twins left their little adobe hut to go to school . They had to be there at half past eight , and as the schoolhouse was some distance down the road and there were a great many interesting things on the way , they started rather early . Doña Teresa gave them two tortillas apiece , rolled up with beans inside , to eat at recess , and Tonio wrapped them in a cloth and carried them in his hat just the way Pancho carried his lunch , only there was no chile sauce , this time . Doña Teresa waved good-bye to them from the trough where she was grinding her corn . The air was full of the sweet odor of honeysuckle blossoms , and the roadsides were gay with flowers , as the Twins walked along .