about
eight o'clock
It 's the thinking of this and forgetting that , and wondering whether you have n't left behind the t ` other thing , that 's the miserablest part of going a journey ; when you 're once away , no matter what 's left behind , you can get on some way or other . We did n't start so over and above early , though Starlight was up as fresh as paint at sunrise , you 'd thought he had n't ridden a yard the day before . Even at the very last there 's a lot of things to do and to get . But we all looked slippy and did n't talk much , so that we got through what we had to do , and had all the horses saddled and packed by about eight o'clock . Even Warrigal had partly got over his temper . Of course I told Starlight about it . He gave him a good rowing , and told him he deserved another hammering , which he had a good mind to give him , if we had n't been starting for a journey .