ten o'clock
Be sure I was wroth enough : nor did the calm interest of the two snail owners appease me , when at breakfast I told them a part of the story . But I thought I read sympathy in the low price at which one of them offer 'd me his horse . 'T was a tall black brute , very strong in the loins , and I bought him at once out of my shrunken stock of guineas . At ten o'clock , I set out , not along the Bath road , but bearing to the south , as the young gentlewoman had counselled . I began to hold a high opinion of her advice . By twelve o'clock I was back at the inn door , clamoring to see the man that sold me the horse , which had gone dead lame after the second mile . `` Dear heart ! ''