About three o'clock
He got them in by working two days and all one night in a bright spell in mid-February , and nobody for twenty miles around has any , while he has more than he can gather to market at a top price ; that is , more than he can gather himself with Byrd 's assistance , he explained to us , as he showed us just how to snap the pod against our thumbs . `` I ought to put five barrels into Hayesboro every day now for a week before anybody else gets any , '' he said , as he squatted at the head of a row between Peter and me , and we all began to pull at the beautiful gray-green vines and snap off the full , green pods . I looked across at poor , innocent , enthusiastic Peter and saw his finish . About three o'clock I saw my own finish , and threw up the basket . `` You poor , dear child ! '' exclaimed Peter as he came stiffly across the row Sam had long since finished . He , Sam , was four rows ahead of us , and a quarter of a mile away , more or less .