four o'clock
Perhaps , then , I am to be the happy discoverer , as this morning early , about dawn , there came an unearthly tapping at my window that woke me , much to my disgust . I got up , but when I had opened the shutters could see nothing . Was not that a visitation ? I looked at my watch , and found it was past four o'clock . Then I crept into my bed again , crestfallen , -- ` sold ' with regard to an adventure . '' `` That was my magpie , '' cries Molly , with a merry laugh : `` he always comes pecking at that hour , naughty fellow . Oh , what a tame ending to your romance !