half after eight o’clock
His friend replied with some unwillingness , and after much ineffectual entreaty having for its object the immediate settlement of the business , that his quarters would be at the Crooked Billet in Tower Street ; where he would be found waking until midnight , and sleeping until breakfast time to-morrow . ` And if I do come -- which it 's a million to one , I shall -- when will you take me out of London ? ' demanded Joe . ` To-morrow morning , at half after eight o'clock , ' replied the serjeant . ` You 'll go abroad -- a country where it 's all sunshine and plunder -- the finest climate in the world . ' ` To go abroad , ' said Joe , shaking hands with him , ` is the very thing I want . You may expect me . '