"But we'll see.

And talking of beds, it's time I was showing you to yours, and that we were all between the sheets, for it's one o'clock in the morning, and we'll have to be stirring again at six sharp.

And I'll tell you what we'll do, Portlethorpe, to save time--we'll just take a mere cup of coffee and a mouthful of bread here, and we'll breakfast in Edinburgh--we'll be there by eight-thirty.

So now come to your beds." He marshalled us upstairs--he and Mr.Portlethorpe had already taken their night-caps while they talked,--and when he had bestowed the senior visitor in his room, he came to me in mine, carrying an alarm clock which he set down at my bed-head.
"Hugh, my man!" he said, "you'll have to stir yourself an hour before Mr.Portlethorpe and me.

I've set that implement for five o'clock.