three o’clock in the morning
Are you coming , Hercules ? '' He rolled the child in a blanket , so that only its head remained outside , gagged its mouth as gently as possible and made Victoire fasten it to his shoulders : `` See , Hercules ? We 're having a game . You never thought you 'd find gentlemen to play pick-a-back with you at three o'clock in the morning ! Come , whoosh , let 's fly away ! You do n't get giddy , I hope ? '' He stepped across the window-ledge and set foot on one of the rungs of the ladder .