about three o'clock
He kep ' talkin ' about it all night , and sayin ' the tall shepherd was answerin ' back , though I never ` eard nothin ' myself , save that one time I told yer of . '' ` It 's queer he do n't talk about the stars , ' sez Mrs. Rowe to me . ` He will do before he 's done , you see if he does n't , ' I sez . `` Well , about three o'clock I see a change in his face and knowed as the end was n't far off . So I puts my arm round his old neck , and I sez , ` Bob , my dear , are you prepared to meet your Maker ? ' ` Oh ! I 'm all right , ' he sez quite sensible ; ` do n't you bother your head about that , ' ` Do n't you think you 'd better let me send for the parson ? '