ten at night
In a month I 'll have Carnegie gnashin ' his teeth ! '' He breaks off and swings around on Alex. `` Look here ! '' he says , `` I been drivin ' this truck for two years . I got a good steady job from eight in the mornin ' till ten at night , and I get twenty berries a week for it . I do n't know nothin ' about this nut job of yours , but if I do n't get my hundred every week -- well , they 's gon na be a funeral with you bein ' featured in it , get that ? '' `` That 's all right , '' says Alex. `` I 'll deposit your first six months ' salary in the bank for you -- how 's that ? '' `` What could be sweeter ? ''