midnight
He could hear his guards talking in the only room that led to it . Pasmore had slept during the afternoon , and when he awoke late in the evening he was imbued with but one idea , and that was to escape . The fickle natures of the half-breeds might change at any moment . It was close on midnight , and there was not a sound in the other room . Pasmore had , by standing on the rude couch , begun operations on the roof with a long thatching needle he had found on the wall-plate , when the door silently opened and a flood of light streamed in . He turned , and there stood the big breed silently watching . Pasmore stared at him apprehensively , but the big breed merely placed one finger on his lips to enjoin silence , and beckoned him to descend .