five o'clock
`` I do n't know . See here , my friend , my name is Paine , and I 'm the only lobster aboard this craft . This lady and I belong in Denboro . My launch has run out of gasolene and we have been drifting about the bay since five o'clock . Now , for heaven 's sake , do n't talk any more , but take us to the lock-up and be quick about it . '' The unknown paid no attention to my entreaty . Instead he leaned still further over the Comfort 's rail .