five
o’clock
I hate Moscow , which smells of the Khan of the Tartars , and would prefer to live in the country . That is no one else 's affair . Drink , old man ! We have the whole day before us till five o'clock . Then I must be sober . '' The old man drank cautiously , and did not know exactly how to behave in this grand society , which was at the same time so nautical . `` Now you must tell me some of the stories which the people relate about me .