about twelve o’clock
`` I 'm coming , my angel ! I 'm coming , my turtle-dove ! '' said Mike , arranging his mustaches and beard with amazing dexterity . `` Ah , but it would do your heart good av you could take a peep at us about twelve o'clock , dancing ` Dirty James ' for a bolero , and just see Miss Catrina , the lady 's maid , doing ` cover the buckle ' as neat as Nature . There now , there 's the lemonade near your hand , and I 'll leave you the lamp , and you may go asleep as soon as you please , for Miss Inez wo n't come in to-night to play the guitar , for the doctor said it might do you harm now . '' So saying , and before I could summon presence of mind to ask another question , Don Miguel wrapped himself in the broad folds of his Spanish cloak , and strode from the room with the air of an hidalgo . I slept but little that night ; the full tide of memory , rushing in upon me , brought back the hour of my return to Lisbon and the wreck of all my hopes , which from the narrative of my servant I now perceived to be complete .