three o’clock
You 've no prejudice against hot biscuit for supper ? Some have , these days . ' While I was putting my horse away , I heard a rooster squawking . I looked at my watch and sighed ; it was three o'clock , and I knew that I must eat him at six . After supper Mrs. Steavens and I went upstairs to the old sitting-room , while her grave , silent brother remained in the basement to read his farm papers . All the windows were open . The white summer moon was shining outside , the windmill was pumping lazily in the light breeze .