midnight before
I keep his wind good . All right ! '' said Firio . It was after midnight before the steady jingle of Jag Ear 's orchestra had any intermission . An hour for food and rest and the little party was off again in the delicious cool of the night , toward a curtain pricked with stars which seemed to be drawn down over the edge of the world . `` What sort of horses had Prather and Nogales ? '' Jack asked .