nearly six
o'clock
that was stupid of us . '' Whereupon Le Mire laughed with such frank enjoyment of the boy 's simplicity that I could n't help but join her . `` And now , '' said Harry , `` I suppose you want to know -- '' `` I want to know nothing -- at present , '' I interrupted . `` It 's nearly six o'clock , and since ten last night I 've been on top of the most perfectly imbecile donkey ever devised by nature . I want breakfast . '' Velvet lids were upraised from Le Mire 's eyes . `` Here ? ''