six o'clock
Look you , this Mr Percy the pensioner and I had great dearness of friendship between us at one time ; he is a near relative of my Lord Northumberland , and a Catholic . Were I you , that cellar should be thoroughly overhauled . '' `` Well , let us go to the King . '' It was between five and six o'clock , and the short November daylight was over , when the searchers brought back their report to his Majesty , recounted their suspicions , and asked what they were to do . `` Gi'e me a man wi ' his heid on his shoulders , '' said his Majesty , `` and ye ha ' that , my Lord Monteagle . Noo , I 'll just tell ye , I ay held ane maxim , to wit , Either do naething , or do that quhilk shall make a ' sure . So ye 'll just gang your ways , and ha'e a glint ahint thae faggots in the bit cellar . ''