About six o'clock
` Cheer up for ony favour , ' said Willie . ` If I could afford it , I wud stan ' ye a feed . ' The hint was not taken , and they strolled on , aimlessly so far as Macgregor was concerned . About six o'clock , and while they were passing a large drapery warehouse , Willie gave his friend a violent nudge and hoarsely whispered : ` Gor ! See thon ! ' ` What ? ' ` Thon girl ! '