ten o'clock
`` It happened last Saturday , sir . I do n't want to make out as I was n't at all to blame . I know as well as anybody that I 've got a will of my own . But we 're open late , as perhaps you know , sir , on Saturday night , and Mr. Boxon -- well , it 's only the truth -- he 's never quite himself after ten o'clock . I 'd worked from eight in the morning to something past midnight -- of course I do n't think nothing of that , 'cause it 's reg ` lar in the trade . But -- well , in come a customer , sir , a woman as did n't rightly know what she wanted ; and she went out without buying , and Mr. Boxon he see it , and he come up to me and calls me the foulest name he could turn his tongue to . And so -- well , sir , there was unpleasantness , as they say -- '' He hesitated , Warburton eyeing him with a twinkle of subdued amusement .