ten o'clock
How the rain pelted down ! The wind too , had increased , and it blew through the trees with a mournful sound . It was dark and chilly in the woods , and , in spite of their raincoats , the boys were anything but comfortable . It seemed as though ten o'clock would never come . Frank had a small pocket electric light with him , run by a dry battery , and , by pressing a button , a faint glow could be had . By means of this the boys frequently glanced at their watches . `` I 'm not going to look again until I think it 's ten o'clock , '' declared Frank .