five o’clock
We 've had your tent pitched down by the water , Zen , so that its murmurs may sing you to sleep . You see , I have some of the poetic in me , too . Mr. Linder will show you down , and I will see that your father is made comfortable . And remember -- five o'clock does not apply to visitors . '' The camp now lay in complete darkness , save where a lantern threw its light from a tent by the river . Zen walked by Linder 's side . Presently she reached out and took his arm .