about eight
o'clock
She cuddled up in a big armchair which was soft and warm , and there she soon fell asleep . But later , she awoke , so stiff from her cramped position , that she could scarcely move . So then she lay down on the floor and slept there the rest of the night . Next morning she dressed herself and went down-stairs at about eight o'clock , but nobody was in sight , so Patty went out on the veranda and watched the waves as they came rolling and tumbling up on the beach . Then , with a view to exploring her new home , she walked round the house . This brought her to the kitchen , and through the window she saw a fat old black woman raking rigorously at the range . `` Dis yer stove 'll make me lose my ` ligion , '' Patty heard her murmur , and she felt sure she was listening to old Hopalong .