five o’clock
in the morning
cried the woman . `` Let him do what he will with it , wife , '' said the man . `` But , '' argued the wife , `` another penny would do just as well to buy gingerbread ; and that 's what it will go for . '' `` No , that it shall not , I promise you , '' said Jem ; and so he ran away home , fed Lightfoot , stroked him , went to bed , jumped up at five o'clock in the morning , and went singing to work as gay as a lark . Four days he worked `` every day and all day long '' ; and every evening the lady , when she came out to walk in her gardens , looked at his work . At last she said to her gardener , `` This little boy works very hard . '' `` Never had so good a little boy about the grounds , '' said the gardener ; `` he 's always at his work , let me come by when I will , and he has got twice as much done as another would do ; yes , twice as much , ma'am ; for look here -- he began at this ' ere rose-bush , and now he 's got to where you stand , ma'am ; and here is the day 's work that t ' other boy , and he 's three years older too , did to-day -- I say , measure Jem 's fairly , and it 's twice as much , I 'm sure . ''