eleven o'clock
cautioned Sandy , filling a glass of beer for himself ; `` you 'll not be able to hide it from the mother , you galoot . '' `` Oh , the night 's long before the day breaks , and it 's yourself as must take the turn at house chores the morning . '' The following day was cloudy and threatening , and why Mary McAdam should take that time for suggesting that her boys go over to Wyland Island and buy their winter suits , she herself could not have told . Perhaps , from the assurance of last night , she felt freer with money ; perhaps she thought the boys could not be spared so well later ; be that as it might , she insisted , even against Sandy 's remark that `` a lad could n't put his mind to a winter outfit with the sweat rolling down his back , '' that they should set forth by eleven o'clock . `` Make a lark of it , '' said she generously ; `` take that scapegoat Jerry-Jo McAlpin with you and have it out with him about being a young beast and worrying the heart out of old Jerry , who means well but ai n't got no kind of a headpiece . Take your lunch along and -- '' Here she pointed her remarks with a lean , commanding finger : `` You take that sail off the launch ! It 's quiet enough now , but it ai n't going to last forever , and I could n't rest with three flighty lads in a boat with a sail _ and _ an engine . ''