about one o'clock
`` Do n't thank me , '' she says , and she burst out crying , and goes slowly back to the hotel . ` Warrigal had heard quite enough . He rips over to Daly 's mob , borrows a horse , saddle , and bridle , and leads him straight down to our camp . He roused me up about one o'clock , and I could hardly make any explanation to my mates . Such stunning good fellows they were , too ! I wonder whether I shall ever associate with gentlemen again ? The chances are against it .