five o'clock
The young girl clapped her hands . `` It all reminds me of my first night at the opera ! '' she cried . Two or three times they rested , and they never walked rapidly , so it was after five o'clock when the little party emerged into the open country and approached the inn . Not a soul was visible about the premises , but as they knew that some one soon would be stirring , they seated themselves in three arm-chairs on the wide piazza to rest and wait . Peter Sadler was an early riser , and when the front hall door was open he appeared thereat , rolling his wheeled chair out upon the piazza with a bump -- though not with very much of a bump , for the house was built to suit him and his chair . But he did not take his usual morning roll upon the piazza , for , turning his head , he beheld a gentleman and two ladies fast asleep in three great wicker chairs .