five o'clock
Charteris laughed as he swung himself into the saddle . He and his orderly clattered off into the night , and the campaign of vengeance had begun . `` To Lieutenant Henry Gerrard , wherever he may be . `` DEAR HAL , -- For Heaven 's sake bring up your guns by five o'clock to-morrow afternoon . I have nothing but zumboorucks , -LSB- 1 -RSB- and Chund Sing with all the Augpoor artillery is in front of me . I will maintain my position at all costs till five , but if you have not come up then I must retreat across the river -- and my Grunthees will stay on this side of it . -- Yours , R. CHARTERIS . ''