ten o'clock
When there came to be a question whether he could walk , he laughed the difficulty to scorn in his quiet way . `` Why should n't I walk it ? Ai n't I got to ` arn my bread every day ? '' It was ten o'clock when they reached the mill , and Mrs. Brattle , not expecting them at that hour , was in bed . But Fanny was up , and did what she could to comfort them . But no one could ever comfort old Brattle . He was not susceptible to soft influences .