eight in the morning
said Reddypalm , seizing the young barrister 's hand , and shaking it warmly ; `` all right ! '' And late in the afternoon when a vote or two became matter of intense interest , Mr Reddypalm and his son came up to the hustings and boldly tendered theirs for their old friend , Sir Roger . There was a great deal of eloquence heard in Barchester on that day . Sir Roger had by this time so far recovered as to be able to go through the dreadfully hard work of canvassing and addressing the electors from eight in the morning till near sunset . A very perfect recovery , most men will say . Yes ; a perfect recovery as regarded the temporary use of his faculties , both physical and mental ; though it may be doubted whether there can be any permanent recovery from such disease as his . What amount of brandy he consumed to enable him to perform this election work , and what lurking evil effect the excitement might have on him -- of these matters no record was kept in the history of those proceedings .