ten o'clock
Where do you go to see it , sir ? '' `` Go ! You do n't want to go anywhere . You 'll see it in your own garden at ten o'clock . '' He thanked me , and , tumbling over a sack of potatoes , plunged head foremost into his punt and departed . Next morning , I asked him if he had seen the comet . `` No , sir , I could n't see it anywhere . ''