Ten o'clock
`` It 's early yet , '' replied her hostess . Haney replied : `` Not for cripples . Time was when I could sit all night in the ` lookout 's chair , ' but not now . Ten o'clock finds me wishful towards the bed . '' He said this with a faint smile . But the pathos of it , the truth of it , went to Bertha 's heart , as it did to Mrs. Congdon 's . Not merely was his body maimed , but his mind had correspondingly been weakened by that tearing charge of shot .