About ten o'clock
` Is that what you call him ? ' he says . ` What 's bitin ' you -- ai n't Friendless goin ' to win a nice purse for him ? ' `` About ten o'clock that night Alcyfras goes out one gate 'n' Friendless comes in another . I keeps the foot stained good , 'n' shuts the stall door whenever Duckfoot shows up . In ten days the hoss is right on edge 'n' one race 'll put the finish on him , so I enter him , in a bunch of skates , as Alcyfras . I gives the mount to Lou Smith -- he ai n't much of a jock , but he 'll ride to orders .