midnight
`` Well , yes ; ther 's my brother over in Jackson Kyounty . I mout go there . '' `` Well , '' said Bud , `` do you just go down to Spring-in-rock and stay there . Them folks wo n't be here tell midnight . I 'll come fer you at nine with my roan colt , and I 'll set you down over on the big road on Buckeye Run . Then you can git on the mail-wagon that passes there about five o'clock in the mornin ' , and go over to Jackson County and keep shady till we want you to face the enemy and to swear agin some folks . And then well send fer you . ''