five o'clock in the morning
Is that dinner , Waters ? Come right in , gentlemen , we wo n't wait for ceremony . '' Whereupon the delegation would file into the dining room in solemn silence behind the imperturbable Waters , with dubious glances at Mr. Waters ' imperturbable understudy in green and buff and silver buttons . Honest red hands , used to milking at five o'clock in the morning , and hands not so red that measured dry goods over rural counters for insistent female customers fingered in some dismay what seemed an inexplicable array of table furniture . `` It do n't make any difference which fork you take , '' said the good-natured owner of this palace of luxury , `` only I should n't advise you to use one for the soup you would n't get much of it -- what ? Yes , this house suits me very well . It was built by old man Duncan , you know , and his daughter married an Italian nobleman and lives in a castle .