seven o'clock
`` Just hark to the boy , '' said Paddy lightly , jumping up and making ready for bed . But long after Dick 's gentle breathing told of peaceful sleep Paddy lay wide awake , thinking of wasted money and worse than wasted health and time , and he _ almost _ resolved to leave the drink alone for ever . There was a good breakfast ready by candle light next morning , and then Dick and Paddy parted , with an affectionate good-bye . When the hooters summoned the hands to the tin works at seven o'clock Pat and his little master were out on the dark north road , with houses and lamplight left far behind . At first they went quickly , for fear of pursuit , but , as the short day wore on , Dick lost his fears and enjoyed Pat 's runs and gambols by the roadside . Apparently he quite realised the new position , and had no regrets at leaving Paddy for his lawful owner . Their noonday lunch , provided by their kind Friend , tasted wonderfully good , but both the travellers were feeling very tired before any prospect of the next meal came in sight .