five a.m.
He thought that when he had got a little more into the tune , and could throw more `` abandon , '' as it were , into the rendering , it might not seem so sad . The feeling of the majority , however , was opposed to the experiment . There being nothing else to do , we went to bed -- that is , we undressed ourselves , and tossed about at the bottom of the boat for some three or four hours . After which , we managed to get some fitful slumber until five a.m. , when we all got up and had breakfast . The second day was exactly like the first . The rain continued to pour down , and we sat , wrapped up in our mackintoshes , underneath the canvas , and drifted slowly down . One of us -- I forget which one now , but I rather think it was myself -- made a few feeble attempts during the course of the morning to work up the old gipsy foolishness about being children of Nature and enjoying the wet ; but it did not go down well at all .