eight in the evening
I got into talk with one of the farm-hands , a young fellow . He got two hundred Kroner a year , he said , besides his board . Up at half-past six in the morning to feed the horses , or half-past five in the busy season . Work all day , till eight in the evening . But he was healthily content with his life in that little world . I remember his fine , strong set of teeth , and his pleasant smile as he spoke of his girl . He had given her a silver ring with a gold heart on the front .