five o'clock in the morning
`` What do you wonder ? '' asked Malinkoff , who sat nearest to the window , where Cherry stood . `` I wonder what happened to that boy on the bicycle ? '' Israel Kensky died at five o'clock in the morning . They had made a rough attempt to dress the wound in his shoulder , but , had they been the most skilful of surgeons with the best appliances which modern surgery had invented at their hands , they could not have saved his life . He died literally in the arms of Irene , and they buried him in a little forest on the edge of a sluggish stream , and Cherry Bim unconsciously delivered the funeral oration . `` This poor old guy was a good fellow , '' he said .