about seven
o'clock
This very night we 've been in a battle . '' He spat fiercely , and the light of war burned in his eyes . `` It was the tinklers from the Garple Dean . They yokit on us about seven o'clock , just at the darkenin ' . First they tried to bounce us . We were n't wanted here , they said , so we 'd better clear . I telled them that it was them that was n't wanted .