eleven o'clock at night
John looked very proud of this praise , though it was grimly given . But directly after it some ill or suspicious thought seemed to come into Abel Fletcher 's mind . `` Lad , '' suddenly turning round on John Halifax , `` thee told me thee saw the river rising by the light of the moon . What wast THEE doing then , out o ' thy honest bed and thy quiet sleep , at eleven o'clock at night ? '' John coloured violently ; the quick young blood was always ready enough to rise in his face . It spoke ill for him with my father . `` Answer .