Midnight
I 've just wrote as though I knowed the old guy , here in the house , see . Said he was sick , and all . '' `` And the boy gets in to-night ? '' `` Midnight , '' said Sheener , and Evans , from his chair , echoed : `` Midnight ! '' Then asked with a certain stiff anxiety : `` Do I look all right , Sheener ? Look all right to see my boy ? '' `` Say , '' Sheener told him .