ten o'clock
You have n't none comin ' , '' asserted Jake . `` What ! '' ejaculated Neuman . `` Reckon it 's near ten o'clock , '' said the cowboy . `` We run over here powerful fast . '' `` Yes , it 's near ten , '' bellowed Neuman , on the verge of a rage ... `` I have n't harvest-hands coming ! ... What 's this talk ? ''