eleven o'clock
Nice end of our reputation as the best neophyte jugglers in the school ! Makes me shiver now to think of it . We sat around in that garret and listened to the clock strike in the library tower across the campus . At eleven o'clock Ole promised to kill the first man who came down . That bait caught no fish . At twelve he begged for the privilege of kicking us out of our own house , one by one . At one o'clock he remarked that , while it was pretty cold , it was much colder in Norway , where he came from , and that , as we would freeze first , we might as well come down .