eight o'clock
The big boulder , against which the tent was pitched , caught it too , and seemed changed from rough stone to precious metal ; it was on the tent-pegs and the ropes , it was upon Isaacs ' lithe figure , as he tightened his sash round his waist and looked to his pocket-book for the agreement . It made Ram Lal , the gray and colourless , look like a silver statue , and it made the smouldering flame of the watch-fire utterly dim and faint . It was a wonderful moon . I looked at my watch ; it was eight o'clock . `` Yes , '' said Isaacs , `` you were tired and have slept long . It is time to be off . There is some whiskey in that flask .