seven in the morning
He was a fine figure then , throwing up his head , flinging out his arms , apostrophising the world . `` Gratitude ! They do n't know what it means . Do you think I 'll go on working for them , wearing myself to a shadow , staying up all night -- getting up at seven in the morning , and then to have this sort of return ? I 'll leave the place . I 'll let them make their own mistakes and see how they like that . I 'll teach them gratitude .