twelve
o'clock
Pat Connex passed me the mug of porter and I forgot myself . '' `` And once , '' said the priest , `` you tasted the porter you thought you could go on taking it . '' Ned did not answer , and the priests whispered together . `` We are half way now , '' said Father Tom , `` we can get there before twelve o'clock . '' `` I do n't think I 'm equal to it , '' said Father John . `` I really do n't think -- '' The sounds of wheels were heard , and a peasant driving a donkey cart came up the road . `` You see it is all up-hill , '' said Father John .