eleven o'clock before
Except for these and a few other drawbacks , the air-bed may safely be recommended . The next morning showed a white frost on the grass , and washing in the open , in water that had stood all night in a bucket , was , to say the least of it , invigorating . Parker browned our boots , put a special edge of his own upon our razors , attended to the horses , oiled the wheels , fetched the milk , filled the lamps of the paraffin stove , bought a gallon of oil , and carried a can of water from a neighbouring farm before breakfast , just by way -- he explained -- of getting ready to start his day 's work . An early start had been projected , but owing to the fact that after breakfast Parker had to beat the carpet , wash the dishes , plates , cups and saucers , knives and forks , and his own face , strike the tent , let the air out of the air-beds , roll up the waterproof sheets , clean the saucepans , groom the horses , ship the shafts , send off a parcel from the station , buy two loaves of bread , and thank the owner of the stackyard -- owing , I say , to the fact that Parker had these things to accomplish while we `` did the rest , '' it was eleven o'clock before all hands were summoned to get `` her '' out of the narrow gateway . This was safely accomplished , by Parker , while we walked round , looked knowingly at the wheels , sternly at the gate-posts , and covertly at the spectators . Then we clambered up , the host-in-himself cracked the whip , Parker gathered up his reins . `` Come up , Squire !