six o'clock in the morning
And then , calling ` imself a fool for being so tender - ` earted , he left Sam the lantern , and locked the stable-door and went off . It seemed like a ` orrid dream to Sam , and the only thing that comforted ` im was the fact that he felt much better . His illness seemed to ` ave gone , and arter hunting round the stable to see whether ' e could find anything to eat , ' e pulled the rug over him and went to sleep . He was woke up at six o'clock in the morning by the cabman opening the door . There was a lovely smell o ' hot tea from a tin he ` ad in one ` and , and a lovelier smell still from a plate o ' bread and butter and bloaters in the other . Sam sniffed so ` ard that at last the cabman noticed it , and asked ` im whether he ` ad got a cold . When Sam explained he seemed to think a minute or two , and then ' e said that it was ` is breakfast , but Sam could ` ave it if ' e liked to make up the money to a pound .