nine o'clock
Mr. Carmichael , the gentleman who addressed me , proved to be an agent of the telegraph company , who had come down to this station to look after its affairs . His business was finished , and he was in a hurry to reach London ; but it was twenty miles , by a rough and tiresome road , to any public conveyance , and the steamer had been placed at his disposal . He told me he should have gone the day before , but the boat was required to be on the watch for the despatches . `` I hope to reach Kinsale in time for the nine o'clock train to Cork , '' said he . `` If we do , you will not be much behind the steamer . Had you any friends on board ? '' `` Yes , sir , one gentleman , '' I replied .