About ten o'clock
He was still there when Hollister climbed the hill to his work . Before evening he had something else to think about besides Lawanne . A trifle , but one of those trifles that recurs with irritating persistence no matter how often the mind gives it dismissal . About ten o'clock that morning a logger came up to the works on the hill . `` Can you use another man ? '' he asked bluntly . `` I want to work . ''