ten o'clock
Well , we hung around all afternoon listening to the old man talk , and liking him better and better . First thing we knowed it was getting along toward supper time . And nothing would do but we must stay to supper , too . We was pinted toward a place on the railroad called Smithtown , but when we found we could n't get a train from there till ten o'clock that night anyhow , and it was only three miles away , we said we 'd stay . After supper we calculated we 'd better move . But the old man would n't hear of us walking that three miles . So about eight o'clock he hitched up a mule to a one-hoss wagon , and we jogged along .