about five o'clock
Enoch could not recall ever having been so wretchedly uncomfortable in his life . He was sodden to the skin , aching with weariness , shivering with cold . But he made no murmur of protest . It was Curly who , about five o'clock , called : `` Hey , Mack ! I 've gone my limit ! '' Mack pulled up and seemed to hesitate . As he did so , the storm , with a suddenness that was unbelievable , stopped .