eight o'clock
She made no reply . She was still at peace in the thought of Raven 's kindness , but the turmoil of the day had told on her , and she was so tired that she could scarcely drag herself about ; her eyes kept closing as she moved . Tenney was still expectantly eager for an awakening of her leniency . At eight o'clock he brought out the Bible and stiffened himself into the rigidity that was the mail for his spiritual combats . He was always referring to himself , at these times of religious observance , as a servant of the Cross , and Tira used wearily to wonder whether he felt obliged to arrange himself for combats that , so far as she knew , never seemed to come off . There was a mysterious adversary he was always describing with an apprehension that made her wonder if Israel could really be afraid , and if that was why he announced so belligerently that he was ready for him . Neither of them thought of the combat as being simply the grim fight the will of men is doomed to on the dark plain of man 's mysterious sojourn .