eleven o'clock
Captain Wilson 's company had gone out with the force , and Peter and his companions had the house to themselves that night . Harold slept late , being thoroughly fatigued by his long march the day before , carrying his rifle , blanket , and provisions . Peter woke him at last . `` Now , young un , you 've had a good sleep ; it 's eleven o'clock . I 'm off to Trenton to see what 's doing there . Will you go with me , or will you stop here on the chance of eating your dinner with your father ? '' `` Oh , it 's Christmas Day , '' Harold said , stretching .