twelve o’clock
Faddo had touched him on the raw when he fetched out that about Tom Doane . All of a sudden Lancy swings , and looks at the clock . ``` It 's half-past ten , Jim Faddo , ' said he , ` and aw 've got an hour an ' a half to deal wi ' you as a Lincolnshire lad . At twelve o'clock aw 'm the Gover ' ment 's , but till then aw 'm Lancy Doane , free to strike or free to let alone ; to swallow dirt or throw it ; to take a lie or give it . And now list to me ; aw 'm not goin ' to eat dirt , and aw 'm goin ' to give you the lie , and aw 'm goin ' to break your neck , if I swing for it to-morrow , Jim Faddo . And here 's another thing aw 'll tell you . When the clock strikes twelve , on the best horse in the country aw 'll ride to Theddlethorpe , straight for the well that 's dug you know where , to find your smuggled stuff , and to run the irons round your wrists .