three o'clock
Jimbo , too , felt something in his microcosmic way , only he said little and asked no single question . It betrayed itself , however , to his Mother 's widened vision . He was all stirred up . He came back again from school at three o'clock -- for it was Thursday and he did not take the singing lesson from three to four -- put down his books with a very business-like air , forgot to kiss his Mother -- and went out . ` Where are you off to , Jimbo ? ' She scented mischief . He was so _ affaire _ .