about four
o'clock
`` But you had an idea , '' said Singh . _ Bubble , bubble , bubble , bubble _ , came from the basin as the boy thrust in his face . Singh uttered a sound like a snarl . `` Wait till I get my towel , '' gasped Glyn as he raised his face for a moment , and directly after -- sounding half-smothered in huckaback , and coming in spasmodic jerks -- the boy panted out , `` I guess it 's about four o'clock now . I 'll -- I 'll go down and make -- believe it 's six , and ring the big bell . That 'll make old Wrench come tumbling out in a fright . '' `` Ah , to be sure ; now you are talking sense .