one o'clock
Unfortunately Mr Whittlestaff never was sick , but Mrs Baggett was patiently looking forward to some happy day when he might be brought home with his leg broken . He had no imprudent habits , hunting , shooting , or suchlike ; but chance might be good to her . Then the making of all jams and marmalades , for which he did not care a straw , and which he only ate to oblige her , was a comfort to her . She could manage occasionally to be kept out of her bed over some boiling till one o'clock ; and then the making of butter in the summer would demand that she should be up at three . Thus she was enabled to consider that her normal hours of work were twenty-two out of the twenty-four . She did not begrudge them in the least , thinking that they were all due to Mr Whittlestaff . Now Mr Whittlestaff wanted a wife , and , of course , he ought to have her .