twelve o'clock
`` By the third water-hole . '' `` By Bangoony , '' said the old man . `` Day 's trot , and the bullocks 'll want a three-hour rest half-way . They 'll be here twelve o'clock to-night , for master 'll make it one day for the last . Do n't you fret , missus ; the doctor knows what he 's about . Blacks ai n't lifers . He 'll be here all right .