eleven o'clock
The beds were all mussed up , and there was not a thing hung up anywhere . She called the bad boy and asked him what in the deuce had been going on , and he made it pleasant for his Pa about as follows : `` Well , Ma , I know I will get killed , but I shall die like a man . When Pa met you at the depot he looked too innocent for any kind of use , but he 's a hard citizen , and do n't you forget it . He has n't been home a single night till after eleven o'clock , and he was tired every night , and he had somebody come home with him . '' `` O , heavens , Hennery , '' said the mother , with a sigh , `` are you sure about this ? '' `` Sure ! '' says the bad boy , `` I was on to the whole racket .