about twelve o'clock
Up to midnight that lantern on top of the trunk was n't out of my sight fifteen minutes at a time . '' `` And then ? '' questioned Bart . `` I always go over to the crossing switch shanty about twelve o'clock to eat my lunch . The old switchman lends me his night key . I put my lunch in on the bench when I come on duty , and he always leaves the stove full of splinters to warm up the coffee quick . When I let myself in at midnight , the lantern here was right as a beacon -- I particularly noticed it . ''