nine o'clock
And I made him my curtsy and left him . It must have been two years afterwards , and I was almost fourteen , when one dreadful night my godmother and I sat at the fireside . I was reading aloud , and she was listening . I had come down at nine o'clock as I always did to read the Bible to her , and was reading from St. John how our Saviour stooped down , writing with his finger in the dust , when they brought the sinful woman to him . `` So when they continued asking him , he lifted up himself and said unto them , ` He that is without sin among you , let him first cast a stone at her ! ' '' I was stopped by my godmother 's rising , putting her hand to her head , and crying out in an awful voice from quite another part of the book , '' ` Watch ye , therefore , lest coming suddenly he find you sleeping . And what I say unto you , I say unto all , Watch ! ' ''