nine o'clock
It waur a Russia leather traveling dressing-bag for his lairdship , the whilk the master had ta'en unco guid care suld be as brawa bag as ony to be boughten in Lunnen town itsel ' , whilk mysel ' was commissioned , and proud I waur , to tak ' , wi ' my master 's duty , to his lairdship . '' `` Doubtless . Now tell the jury at what hour you took this wedding offering to Lord Arondelle . '' `` Aweel , it wad be about half-past nine o'clock . I went wi ' the dressing-case to the Arondelle Arms , where his lairdship and his lairdship 's feyther , the auld duk ' were biding . The hostler telt me that his lairdship had gane for a walk o'er the brig to Castle Lone . Sae I were fain to wait there for him . ''