three o'clock
My reveries were , however , disturbed by Miss Medea , who came to the back-door and asked me if I was not tired of walking , and if I would not like to come in . `` Are you not hungry , Master Keene ? Would you like to have a nice piece of cake and a glass of currant wine before dinner ? We shall not dine till three o'clock . '' `` If you please , '' replied I : for I would not refuse the bribe , although I had a perfect knowledge why it was offered . Miss Medea brought the cake and wine . As soon as I had despatched them , which did not take very long , she commenced her pumping , as I had anticipated , and which I was determined to thwart , merely out of opposition .