nine o'clock
Say , it 's all right , gettin ' the quick boost up the ladder , providin ' you do n't let it make you dizzy in the head . And , believe me , I was near it ! You see , bein ' jumped from office boy to private sec , all in one afternoon , was some breath-takin ' yank . I expect the full force of what had happened did n't hit me until here the other mornin ' when I strolls into the Corrugated gen ` ral offices on the new nine o'clock schedule and finds this raw recruit holdin ' down my old chair behind the rail . Nice , smooth-haired , bright-eyed youngster , with his ears all scoured out pink and his knickerbocker suit brushed neat . He hops up and opens the gate real respectful for me . `` Well , Son , '' says I , `` what does Mother call you ? ''