eight o'clock
On Saturday night there was a pint of red wine for the two men , and then the weekly cigars were brought -- very inexpensive ones , to be sure . The first whiff he took made Uncle John cough ; but the Major smoked so gracefully and with such evident pleasure that his brother-in-law clung manfully to the cigar , and succeeded in consuming it to the end . `` Tomorrow is the day of rest , '' announced Patsy , `` so we 'll all go for a nice walk in the parks after breakfast . '' `` And we sleep 'till eight o'clock , do n't we , Patsy ? '' asked the Major . `` Of course . '' `` And the eggs for breakfast ? ''