midnight
`` Keep shy of 'em when you go to hand over the grub , Max ; 'cause I would n't put it past that crowd to try and grab you . They just understand that you 're the boss of this camp , and if they could only get their hands on you it 'd be easy to make the rest of us kowtow to 'em . '' `` You 've got a knife in your pocket , have n't you ? '' asked Max , as he leaned over to give the fryingpan another little shove , as though wishing to hurry matters along , because the two intruders were hungrily watching the preparation of the midnight meal , and looking as though they could hardly wait for the call . `` Yes , I always carry one , you know , Max . '' `` Pretty good edge , has it ? '' pursued the other .