five o'clock
As he threw down his hat , scattering the petals of a snowy camellia , and drew near his cousin , she saw that his face was deeply flushed , and his eyes somewhat bloodshot . `` Hugh ! what are you doing here ? Father expected you to overtake him at Crescent Bend ; you said last night that you would start by five o'clock . '' `` Merry Christmas , my beauty ! I have come for my Christmas gift . Give it to me , like the queen you are . ''