six o'clock
You knows the man I mean ; he 's got a sister Jane as lives with him . ' ` All right , ' says I . There were n't no more time , so he jumps back into the carriage , and nods to me , and I nods back to him , and the train were gone . It were turned six o'clock when I left the station yard , and the hands was all turning , out from the mills , so I takes the bag -- it were a small carpet-bag , very shabby-looking -- and the letter in my pocket . Now , I ought , by rights , to have gone with it at once to your house , and I should n't have had any more trouble about it . But as I was passing the Railway Inn , I says to myself , ` I 'll just step in and have a pint ; ' but I would n't take the bag in with me , as perhaps some one or other might be axing me questions about it , and it were n't no business of theirs , so I just sets it down on the step outside , and goes in and changes my florin and gets my pint of ale . Well , I got a-gossiping with the landlady , and had another pint , and when I came out the bag were gone .