two o'clock in the morning
Perhaps I was too far away . I 'm so wet and jaded that I feel as limp as a washed-out rag . Let 's get back to camp as fast as we can . '' It was two o'clock in the morning when the tired , draggled pair stumbled ashore at the place where they embarked , hauled up their birch skiff , leaving it to repose , bottom uppermost , under a screen of bushes , and then stood for some minutes in deliberation . `` I 'm sure I hope we can find the trail all right , '' said Cyrus . `` Yes , I see the blazes on the trees . Here 's luck ! ''