twelve o'clock
Matthew De Vere and me was waitin ' near the old Booker barn to club Fred Worthington . Matthew hired me to help him . We both had a club . 'T was ` bout twelve o'clock in the night I gess . Matthew sed he was goin ' to get square with Fred . Matthew told me to strike him on the leg , and he sed he would do the efecktive work and fix him so he would n't interfear with him any more . When you come along we darted on you thinking you was Fred .