about midnight
Whenever that 's done , which should be about evening , we shoot the chunk . And after that we hit the bottom with every scraper and fresno and horse and man , with the cooks fighting the coffee-boilers , and never come out of the ditch till the last lump of dirt is moved . That 's the programme . I figure it will be about midnight when the last card 's turned , maybe an hour or so after . I promised the men double wages and a box of cigars apiece out of the store and a few other things perhaps -- I do n't remember . So you get your sleep , for there 's a big day ahead to-morrow . That dirt all goes out before you 'll have another chance to hit the hay . ''