five o'clock precisely
We had turtle and champaigne , and both of a quality that was then out of the reach of all the aldermen of London or New York ; begging pardon of the Sir Peters and Sir Johns of Guildhall , for putting them , in any sense , on a level with the `` gentleman from the Fourth Ward '' or `` the gentleman from the Eleventh Ward ; '' though , if the truth must be told , the last very often eat the best dinners , and drink , out of all comparison , the best wines . Who pays , is a fact buried in the arcana of aldermanic legerdemain . It was late before we left the table , though Monsieur Le Compte quitted us early . At five o'clock precisely we were summoned to witness the launch . Champaigne and claret had brought Marble into good humour , nor was I at all out of spirits , myself . Emily put on her hat , and took her parasol , just as she would have done at home , and accepting my arm , she walked to the ship-yard , like all the rest of us . Getting her a good place for the sight , I accompanied Marble to take a look at the `` Pretty Poll , '' which had not as yet attracted as much of our attention as she ought .