five
o'clock
Give us your hand that you 'll chuck art , and we 'll drink to your popular ballad -- hundredth thousand edition , no drawing-room should be without it . '' Lancelot flushed . `` I was just going to have some tea . I think it 's five o'clock , '' he murmured . `` The very thing I 'm dying for , '' cried Peter , energetically ; `` I 'm as parched as a pea . '' Inwardly he was shocked to find the stream of whisky run dry . So Lancelot rang the bell , and Mary Ann came up with the tea-tray in the twilight .