five o'clock
`` I have a key , '' says Wilkinson , `` but I 'm afraid I do n't quite get the idea . I -- '' `` Look here ! '' says Alex , very brisk . `` I 'm goin ' to deliver you and one thousand of them overcoats outside the War Department in Washington at five o'clock to-morrow afternoon ! What will you get if you land this order ? '' The lovely Wilkinson leaps out of his chair . `` Why -- I -- , '' he splutters , `` I -- get fifteen per cent if -- but you ca n't get the coats there , it 's impossible !