about two
o’clock
`` And now the boy you gave me With the black and curly hair , He is no longer little , No longer , no longer , But a fine , tall strapping youth . '' It was some of the men and girls of the farm on their way home from some entertainment . When they turned into the farm road they became silent . It was just beginning to grow light ; it must have been about two o'clock . At four , Lasse and Pelle were dressed and were opening the cow-stable doors on the field side . The earth was rolling off its white covering of night mist , and the morning rose prophetically . Lasse stood still in the doorway , yawning , and making up his mind about the weather for the day ; but Pelle let the soft tones of the wind and the song of the lark -- all that was stirring -- beat upon his little heart .