four o'clock
`` And some bread , Joanna ? '' `` The chaise wo n't hold so much . '' `` It has got to hold the basket , '' said Daisy in much glee , `` and the bread can go in . And , Joanna , I 'll have it ready at half-past four o'clock . '' There was no air of moping about Daisy , when , at half-past four she set off from the house in her pony-chaise , laden with pail and basket and all she had bargained for . A happier child was seldom seen . Sam , a capable black boy , was behind her on a pony not too large to shame her own diminutive equipage ; and Loupe , a good-sized Shetland pony , was very able for more than his little mistress was going to ask of him .