twelve o'clock
The idea of his mother -LRB- who weighed eighteen stone if an ounce -RRB- resisting with kicks and struggles might have caused Sam some amusement , but his brain was overcrowded already . `` It 's a judgment , '' she went on incoherently , wringing her hands ; `` and I thought I had planned it so cleverly . I dressed up his double-bass , Sam , and put it in the bed -- oh ! I am a wicked woman -- and pinned a note to the pin-cushion to say he had driven me to it , throwing the breakfast things over the quay-door -- real Worcester , Sam , and marked at the bottom of each piece ; and a carriage from the Five Lanes Hotel to meet me at twelve o'clock ; but I 'd rather go home , Sam ; I 've been longing , all the way , to go back ; it 's been haunting me , that double-bass , all the time -- with my nightcap , too -- the one with real lace -- on the head of it . Oh ! take me home , Sam . I 'm a wicked woman ! ''