A quarter past seven
All around was darkness . `` The smelting-house , I should say , '' said Paul , and jumped to his seat beside Natt . By one of the lamps that the trap carried , he looked at his watch . `` A quarter past seven . It will be smart driving , but you can give the mare her own time coming back . '' Then he took the reins , and in another moment they were gone . At eight o'clock that night the sky was brilliantly lighted up , and the sound of many voices was borne on the night wind .