four a.m.
But this cook does not warble . He only releases the stopper with a crack like a gun-shot , flings the liquid `` doughshifter '' over the lake in a devastating shower , and commences to knead , swearing softly . Anon the exorcism changes to a noise like that affected by ostlers as they tend their charges , and the lake has become a parchment-coloured morass . For five pounds a month this man toils from four a.m. to eight p.m. , and his wife can find nothing better to do than present him with twins ! I look into the glowing fire and think . I feel this is delicate ground , even allowing for the natural warmth of a man who has twins , so I am silent . `` Sometimes , '' Cook continues , growing pensive as the dough grows stiff , `` sometimes I feel as though I could jump over the side with a `` ere goes nothink ' and a bit of fire-bar in me ` ip-pocket .