five o'clock
I feel as if I 'd been stuffed with springs , like a sofa . Did you ever know a night as long as this ? Wo n't mornin ' EVER come ? '' At five o'clock , while it was still pitch dark , Thankful announced her intention of going downstairs . `` Might as well be in the kitchen as up here , '' she said , `` and I can keep busy till Imogene comes down . And , besides , we 'd better be puttin ' Georgie 's stockin ' and his presents in the livin ' - room . The poor little shaver 's got to have his Christmas , even though his Santa Claus did turn out to be a walkin ' rag-bag . ''