five o'clock
Mr. Jayres was waiting for him . `` Here you are at last , you wretched little scamp ! '' he cried . `` Did n't I tell you I 'd whale you if you were n't back by five o'clock ? '' `` I come jest as soon 's I could , '' said Bootsey . `` He was a werry fly ole gen ` l'man . '' `` What did he say ? ''