six o'clock
I 'm a queer girl in that way . I like turmoil . I could sit out in the most dreadful thunder storm and just revel in the crashes . Just as I was about to start down to the house -- it was a little after six o'clock , and getting awfully dark and overcast , -- Roon took up the glasses again . He seemed to be excited and called his companion . Paul grabbed the glasses and looked down the road . They both became very much excited , pointing and gesticulating , and taking turn about with the glasses . ''