eleven
o'clock
We suffered a good deal from Susan one way and another ; for having regard to the admirable position of her heart , we all felt it our duty to overlook mere failings of the flesh -- all but my aunt , that is , who never made any pretence of being a sentimentalist . `` She 's a lazy hussy , '' was the opinion expressed of her one morning by my aunt , who was rinsing ; `` a gulping , snorting , lazy hussy , that 's what she is . '' There was some excuse for my aunt 's indignation . It was then eleven o'clock and Susan was still sleeping off an attack of what she called `` new-ralgy . '' `` She has seen a good deal of trouble , '' said my mother , who was wiping . `` And if she was my cook and housemaid , '' replied my aunt , `` she would see more , the slut ! '' `` She 's not a good servant in many respects , '' admitted my mother , `` but I think she 's good-hearted . ''