Five o'clock
It 's a ripping morning -- but it 's going to be hot . Do you know what time it is ? '' `` I do n't , '' said Norah . `` Five o'clock , '' said Jim ; `` is n't it ridiculous ! -- and you wide awake and playing with pigs and frogs ! I 'm off to bed again for a bit -- besides , young Wally 's bursting to know how you liked your sock . Go to sleep again , old chap . ''