five o'clock
`` Twould be sacrilege to move a log of the whole consarn . D'ye hear , Sam ? ' His son had just come up and shaken hands ; for this was a matutinal expedition of Mr. Holt and his guests round the farm . Being given to habits of extreme earliness , the former was wont to rouse any one in the house whose company he fancied , to go with him in his morning walks ; and the Wynns had been honoured by a knocking-up at five o'clock for that purpose . Mr. Holt had strode into their room , flung open the window shutters and the sash with a resounding hand which completely dissipated sleep , and rendered it hardly matter of choice to follow him , since no repose was to be gained by lying in bed . Sam 's clear brown eyes sparkled as he saw the victims promenading after his tall father at the Gothic hour of six , and marked Arthur furtively rubbing his eyes . ` You 're tremendously early people here , ' remarked Arthur , when young Holt joined them .