three o'clock
`` ` Speed on the signal , clansman , speed ! ' Stan ' up on ther bench , Cap , an ' put yer ear up yere an ' I 'LL tell ye . This yere 's gospel truth : Sheridan hes started his infantry on a half-circle march fer Minersville . Ther first division left et three o'clock , an ' thar wo n't be nary Yank loafin ' en ther valley by noon termorrow . An ' more , '' he added rapidly , his eyes dancing wildly with suppressed excitement , -- `` Hancock is a swingin ' of his corps west ter meet 'em thar , an ' I reckon , as how thar 'll be hell fer sartain up ther Shenandoah in less ner a week -- es Scott ses , ` the wild sounds of border war . ' '' `` But how do you know all this ? '' I questioned incredulously , as the whole scene and its dread possibilities unrolled before my mental vision .