five o'clock
`` How like James and the Pratts ! '' Hester said to herself , watching the grotesque gambols and nudgings of the dwindling humorists . `` It must be very fatiguing to be so comic . '' Hester had been up since five o'clock , utilizing the quiet hours before the house was astir . She was tired out . A bumblebee was droning sleepily near at hand . The stream talked and talked and talked about what he was going to do when he was a river .