ten o'clock
`` Do not trouble about that , my lord . I am greatly mistaken if I do not find in the sashes of these three villains sufficient to repay me amply for my share in this evening 's work . And now , my lord , I pray you to linger not a moment . The gates of the town shut at ten o'clock , and it can not be long from that hour now . But first , I pray you , let me bind up your shoulder ; your garment is soaked with blood . '' `` Fortunately my bernouse will hide that ; but it were certainly best to staunch the blood before I start , for it would be hard for me to get at the wound myself . '' The man took one of the sashes of the corsairs , tore it into strips , and bandaged the wound ; then with another he made a sling for the arm .