about midday
He woke up next morning with his pet ` tough ' -- a big breed -- lying across his home doorstep . He guessed he was dead . But he was n't . He woke up about midday and started guessing where he was . Later on he handed out a fancy yarn what the neches had done to him . An ' , happening to dove a hand into a pocket , he hauled out a letter addressed to Lorson himself . It just said four words , an ' Lorson spoke them .