six o'clock
I hastily dressed myself and went down into the street . Hans was engaged in putting the finishing stroke to our baggage , which he did in a silent , quiet way that won my admiration , and yet he did it admirably well . My uncle wasted a great deal of breath in giving him directions , but worthy Hans took not the slightest notice of his words . At six o'clock all our preparations were completed , and M. Fridriksson shook hands heartily with us . My uncle thanked him warmly , in the Icelandic language , for his kind hospitality , speaking truly from the heart . As for myself I put together a few of my best Latin phrases and paid him the highest compliments I could . This fraternal and friendly duty performed , we sallied forth and mounted our horses .