ten o'clock
The railroad runs through a dreary country , not worth a second look , so I read my new book . When I arrived at the station I found the conveyance awaiting me . The plan was to drive halfway , and stay over night at a certain hacienda . `` The driver insisted on starting at once , telling me that we could reach the Hacienda Grande by ten o'clock that night , which would be half my journey . We had a double-seated buckboard and covered the country rapidly . There were two Mexicans on the front seat , while I had the rear one all to myself . Once on the road I interested myself in ` Other People 's Money , ' almost forgetful of the fact that at that very time I had enough of other people 's money on my person to set all the bandits in Mexico on my trail .