about twelve
o'clock
he drawled . `` Well , I 'm sure I ai n't anxious about the light , myself . You know , I 've always had a feelin ' that the dark was more becomin ' to my style of beauty . Take me about twelve o'clock in a foggy night , in a cellar , with the lamp out , and I look pretty nigh handsome -- to a blind man ... . Um-hm . '' She made no comment on this confession . Jed , after waiting an instant for her to speak , ventured a reminder .