about ten o'clock
`` I should n't think he would with a wonder like you around , '' said the young Irishman with a certain quality of admiration in his voice . Nucky 's thin chest swelled and he paid the waiter with an air that exactly duplicated the café manner of Marty , the Dude . Then , with a casual nod at Frank , he started back toward Luigi 's , for his evening 's work . It began to snow about ten o'clock that night . The piles of dirty ice and rubbish on MacDougal Street turned to fairy mountains . The dead horse in Minetta Lane might have been an Indian mound in miniature . An occasional drunken man or woman , exuding loathsome , broken sentences , reeled past Officer Foley who stood in the shadows opposite Luigi 's house .