twelve o’clock
After knocking at the door once or twice the landlord tapped at the window and tried to peep in to see if the occupant was awake or not . One part , of the blind was drawn a little aside , and showed the bed and the form of a man still lying there . `` He 's an awful sleeper , '' said the landlord . `` It 's twelve o'clock , and he is n't up yet . Well , it 's his business , not mine . '' About half an hour after the noise of wheels was heard , and a wagon drove swiftly into the yard of the inn . An old man jumped out , gave his horse to the hostler , and entered the inn .