six o'clock
Major and Mrs. Anderson were quick to see a certain clear truthfulness and good sense in Bill that they knew Frank lacked and they were anxious to have the boys chum together for that reason . Bill , driving the little car which he had named the Swallow , reached the quarters at the School of Fire in a rising cloud of dust . The wind had risen suddenly and the fine sand whipped around the long board buildings , driving in through every crack and crevice . All the rest of the afternoon it blew , and at six o'clock , when the Major came in , he was coated with the fine yellow dust . By nine o'clock , when Bill went to bed , a small gale was singing around , and about one o'clock he was awakened by the scream of the wind . It shrieked and howled , and the quarters rattled and quivered . Bill remembered the Swallow and his dad 's car , both standing at the back door .