midnight
Then we did the march past just to see how we looked . `` With a little white muslin you 'd do to go on as the ghost in ` Hamlet , ' '' says the Boss , through his front bars . `` You sound like a junk wagon comin ' down the street , '' says I , `` and you 're a fair imitation of a tinshop on parade . Shall we go for a midnight stroll ? '' `` I 'm ready , '' says the Boss . Grabbing up a couple of two-handed skull splitters that I 'd laid out to finish our costumes , we swung open the gate and sasshayed out , calm and dignified , into the middle of that bunch of brigands . It was n't hardly a square deal , of course , they being brought up on a steady diet of ghost stories ; and I reckon there was a spooky look about us that sent a frappé wireless up and down those dago spines .