three o'clock
`` Marry ! '' exclaimed Fawkes , who through all the contest had been craning his neck and breathing hard with excitement , `` that was a brave device but not one which I should care to try myself . By the Apostle Paul ! '' added he in surprise on hearing the bell of a distant church strike the hour , `` it is three o'clock , and here am I watching two gentlemen , whose faces I can not even see , settle a little difficulty about a woman . But 't was a lusty fight , and for the moment made me forget the errand which called me forth . '' Saying which and with another glance down the road , he started upon his way . The victor stood regarding his foe , who made one or two convulsive movements as if to arise , but fell back with the blood spouting from the wound and out his mouth .