five
o'clock
I congratulate you , Miss Mellen . '' `` Late , sir ? '' said Mrs. Mellen , calmly . `` Oh , no , ` tis n't hardly five o'clock yet . Still , 't is time for me to be thinkin ' of gettin ' supper . '' `` Do n't you want I should make some biscuit for supper , mother ? '' asked Rose Ellen , coming out of her rapt contemplation of the goldenrod that Gray condescended to call rare , he to whom all things were common .