eight o'clock
Fatigue was her only friend in that miserable hole . Aunt Fanny had slept on the floor near her mistress 's cot , and it was the good old colored woman 's grumbling that awoke Beverly . The sun was climbing up the mountains in the east , and there was an air of general activity about the place . Beverly 's watch told her that it was past eight o'clock . `` Good gracious ! '' she exclaimed . `` It 's nearly noon , Aunt Fanny .