five o'clock
I am sorry to say that Betsey had no darling little girl or boy , to climb up in her lap , and talk to her about papa . Betsey was sorry too , and so was Tom . Well , the afternoon wore away . It was five o'clock ; -- time Betsey had begun to get tea , for Tom would soon be home . Let 's see ! -- she would make some flap-jacks . Tom was fond of flap-jacks .