four o'clock in the morning
Do you remember all the Christmases at Billabong when I had to bring you your stocking ? '' `` Do I remember ! '' echoed Norah scornfully . `` But at Billabong it was daylight at four o'clock in the morning , and extremely hot -- probably with a bush-fire or two thrown in . You 'll be frozen to death here . Turn on the electric stove , and we 'll be comfy . '' `` That 's a brain-wave , '' said Jim , complying .