five o'clock in the afternoon
`` Oh , take your money then ! '' Blix shut the money in her purse , and rose , dusting her dress . `` Now , '' she said -- `` now that the pastime of card-playing is over , we will return to the serious business of life , which is the catching -- no , ` KILLING ' of lake trout . '' At five o'clock in the afternoon , Condy pulled up the anchor of railroad iron and rowed back to Richardson 's . Blix had six trout to her credit , but Condy 's ill-luck had been actually ludicrous . `` I can hold a string in the water as long as anybody , '' he complained , `` but I 'd like to have the satisfaction of merely changing the bait OCCASIONALLY . I 've not had a single bite -- not a nibble , y ' know , all day .