three o'clock
You have seen enough of me , I hope , to hate me . And yet -- let us be philosophical . Be seated , my son . Brutus , it is three o'clock . Bring in the Madeira , and the noon meal . '' I did not reply , and he stood for a moment watching me narrowly . Brutus threw another log on the fire , which gave off a brisk crackling from the bed of coals .