Five o'clock
`` Let 's have a concert , '' put in Ben ; Polly was so out of breath that she could n't speak . `` Come , now , each take a whistle , and we 'll march round and round and see which can make the biggest noise . '' In the rattle and laughter which this procession made all mystery was forgotten , and the two conspirators began to breathe freer . Five o'clock ! The small ones of the Pepper flock , being pretty well tired out with noise and excitement , all gathered around Polly and Ben , and clamored for a story . `` Do , Polly , do , '' begged Joel . `` It 's Christmas , and ` two n't come again for a year . ''