about four o'clock
You ca n't have any fun out of a railway train stopping at stations , when they take all your carriages to pieces because the chairs are wanted for tea ; any more than you can play properly at Grace Darling in a life-boat , when they say the old cradle is too good to be knocked about in that way . It was always the same . If we wanted to play at Thames Tunnel under the beds , we were not allowed ; and the day we did Aladdin in the store-closet , old Jane came and would put away the soap , just when Aladdin could not possibly have got the door of the cave open . It was one day early in May -- a very hot day for the time of year , which had made us rather cross -- when Sandy came in about four o'clock , smiling more broadly even than usual , and said to Richard and me , `` I 've got a fairy godmother , and she 's given us a field . '' Sandy was very fond of eating , especially sweet things . He used to keep back things from meals to enjoy afterwards , and he almost always had a piece of cake in his pocket . He brought a piece out now , and took a large mouthful , laughing at us with his eyes over the top of it .