one o'clock
The table was not very tempting , certainly ; the cloth looked as if it had been flung on , the china was much chipped and battered , the tea was very weak , and there was nothing to eat but great thick slices of bread and butter . Still , it was the usual tea , and everyone seemed surprised at Pip 's outburst . `` My father and Esther '' -LRB- they all called their young stepmother by her Christian name -RRB- `` are having roast fowl , three vegetables , and four kinds of pudding , '' he said angrily ; `` it is n't fair ! '' `` But we had dinner at one o'clock , Pip , and yours is saved as usual , '' said Meg , pouring out tea with a lavish allowance of hot water and sugar . `` Boiled mutton and carrots and rice pudding ! '' returned her brother witheringly . `` Why should n't we have roast fowl and custard and things ? ''