ten o'clock
Ye better not rile him . '' But at this Meshech , instead of being impressed , burst into a loud haw haw . `` Yes ` dy mornin ye could a scart me outer a week 's growth a talkin baout Squire , but , gol , ye 'll have ter try suthen else naow . Wy don ' ye know we wuz a serenadin Squire with a hoss-fiddle till ten o'clock las ' night , an he didn ' das show his nose outer doors . `` Gosh ! '' he continued , getting into bed and turning over toward the wall , `` I 'd giv considabul , ef I could dream I wuz lickin Squire . Mebbe I kin .