six o'clock
Good-bye , dear aunty ; your ever-loving nephew , FRED . The evening came ; lovely and bright . Under the three oaks were assembled the two Fink boys , the baker 's son from Lucerne , the shoemaker 's apprentice from Uri , the hotel porter from Schwyz , and Feklitus ! Oscar stood in the midst with his banner , and looked sharply in every direction , for it was almost six o'clock and neither Fred nor Fani was in sight . The clock struck ; five , ten minutes passed , and they did not come . Oscar felt that it was useless to wait longer . Fred did not mean to come ; he had seen that in the morning ; but Fani , where was he ?