about three
o'clock
Generally at the bottom was one of these covered wooden bridges , like a hay barn with both ends knocked out , and the way we 'd roar through those was enough to make you think you was goin ' forward with a barrage . Then just ahead would be another long hill windin ' up to the top of the world . `` Only five miles to go ! '' sings out Barry at last , along about three o'clock . `` Now , Ann , it 's nearly time for you to be saying a few kind words to Adelbaran and me . '' `` I 'll be thinking them up , '' says Ann . Perhaps she did .