three
o’clock in the morning
Something has surely happened , thought I ; and so it was , for Sir Murtagh in his passion broke a blood-vessel , and all the law in the land could do nothing in that case . My lady sent for five physicians , but Sir Murtagh died , and was buried . She had a fine jointure settled upon her , and took herself away , to the great joy of the tenantry . I never said anything one way or the other whilst she was part of the family , but got up to see her go at three o'clock in the morning . ` It 's a fine morning , honest Thady , ' says she ; ` good-bye to ye . ' And into the carriage she stepped , without a word more , good or bad , or even half-a-crown ; but I made my bow , and stood to see her safe out of sight for the sake of the family . Then we were all bustle in the house , which made me keep out of the way , for I walk slow and hate a bustle ; but the house was all hurry-skurry , preparing for my new master .