six o'clock, winter
asked Knox Van de Lear . `` I hoped you would have won Aggy long ago . It 's a better show than I ever had . You see I have to be at work at six o'clock , winter and summer , and stay at the bookbindery all day long , and so it goes the year round . '' `` Indeed , it is so ! '' exclaimed the hostess , slowly shutting down her silken lids of pink . `` My poor husband goes away from me while I still sleep in the dark of dawn ; he only returns at supper . ''