one o'clock in the morning
he asked . `` There is n't a thing at the back of mine . '' Frank dropped his knee , and looked at his watch . `` It 's one o'clock in the morning , '' said he . `` Let 's have lunch . '' `` An ounce of grub is worth a pound of theory any old time , '' said the red-headed fellow cheerfully . `` I 'll lug in the canteens and the chuck bag . ''