midnight
enjoyin ' th ' racket an ' dhrunk like th ' rist , I guess ! ... 'T is a foine sort av town-constable yez are ! '' Nick Lee maintained his air of injured innocence . `` I came round here ` bout midnight , anyways ! '' he protested . `` I always do -- jes ' t ' see ' f everythin 's all right . That hawss was in then , I will swear -- 'cause I ` member his halter-shank 'd come untied and I fixed it .