about ten o'clock
`` Come and call on us , ladies . '' `` We bring 'em baskets , maybe , '' replied the squaw . Roger nodded and started the horses on , looking back from time to time for pure pleasure in the beauty of those scarlet fluttering capes . They reached the camp about ten o'clock and were vociferously welcomed by Ernest , who , before taking the horses up to the corral , insisted on showing them his day 's work . `` Nothing doing on the carpenter 's bench , '' he said , flashing the `` lightning bug '' toward the site of the engine house . `` Look here . Dick came over right after breakfast and we were hard at this all day . ''