four o'clock
`` No , thank you , Caleb . I shall go along the hills on this side of the river . '' `` You 'd best let me come , sir , or you 'll be wool-gatherin ' and wand ` rin ' about till goodness knows what time o ' night . '' `` I shall be back by four o'clock . '' `` Stop a minnit , sir ; I have et . I 'll jest put that alarmin ' clock o ' yourn in your tail-pocket an ' set et to ha ` f-arter-dree , an ' that 'll put you in mind when ` tes time to come hom ' . ` Tes a wonnerful in-jine , this ` ere clock , '' reflected Caleb as he carefully set the alarum , `` an ' chuck-full o ' sense , like Malachi 's cheeld .