seven in the evening
Still the yellow rock came up . None of it looked like the richest sort of ore , but it was good gold-bearing stuff , none the less . Tom made many assays . It was seven in the evening ere the excited miners would agree to knock off work for the day . Then Tom quit and had supper with them . There was excitement in the air , but Tom still counseled patience . `` We 'll know more in a week than we do now , '' he urged .