One o'clock
Yonder Tyrrel looks like a teevilish cool customer -- I watched him the whole time I was delivering my errand , and I can promise you he is mettle to the backbone . '' `` Well -- I will have my bandages ready _ secundum artem _ , '' replied the man of medicine . `` We must guard against hæmorrhage -- Sir Bingo is a plethoric subject . -- One o'clock , you say -- at the Buck-stane -- I will be punctual . '' `` Will you not walk with us ? '' said Captain MacTurk , who seemed willing to keep his whole convoy together on this occasion , lest , peradventure , any of them had fled from under his patronage . `` No , '' replied the Doctor , `` I must first make an apology to worthy Mrs. Blower , for I had promised her my arm down to the river-side , where they are all to eat a kettle of fish . ''