five o'clock
`` I 've got to stan ' it -- ayes ! -- I ca n't stan ' it , but I 've got to -- ayes ! So have you . '' Aunt Deel put me to bed although it was only five o'clock . As I lay looking up at the shingles a singular resolution came to me . It was born of my longing for the companionship of my kind and of my resentment . I would go and live with the Dunkelbergs .