about eleven o'clock
What do you say we catch some of those killies and fry them ? '' `` That 's what you call an inspiration , '' said Roly Poly . They caught some killies with a bent pin and fried them and they were not half bad . Along about eleven o'clock the tide began running up , the killies which had not been lured to their undoing , disappeared in the swelling water , and soon the ripples danced up over the mud , submerging it entirely . The river began to be attractive again . And then the sun came out . `` This is going to be some peach of a tide for races , '' said Townsend ; `` it will be good and full after such an all night rain . ''