five o'clock
Why , I could sit here all day long and stare up at that blue sky , and then go to bed feeling that my twelve hours were full and brimming over . If I 'd never seen anything in my life but that sky above the old pine , I should say at the end ` Thank God for that one good look . ' '' `` I ca n't understand -- I ca n't understand , '' repeated Cynthia , in a broken voice , though her face shed a clear , white beam . `` I only know that we are all in awful straights , and that to-morrow is the day when I must get up at five o'clock and travel all the way to town to get my sewing . '' He laid his large pink hand on hers , `` Why not let Lila go for you ? '' `` What ! to wait like a servant for the bundle and walk the streets all day -- I 'd go twenty times first ! ''