nearly nine o'clock
I was awakened next day by the sun streaming in at my bedroom window . It was a glorious morning . I sprang out of bed and looked at my watch . It was nearly nine o'clock . `` Only an hour , '' I muttered , `` and nearly a mile to walk , '' and proceeded to dress with all the haste I could . `` Well , '' I soliloquised as I sharpened my razor , `` if old Tom Crabbe does n't get his name in the papers to-day , it is n't my fault . I wonder if any friend would do as much for me ! ''