eight o'clock
At last they cleared the full flood of the stream . On the other shore , Sam stood open-mouthed , watching them . -LSB- Illustration : The little ferryboat pitched and turned in the current of the river . -RSB- It was eight o'clock that evening when Tom , soaked to the skin again , cold , hungry , and tired , tramped into the little town of Chattanooga . A few lamps shone through the windows into the deserted street , making dull splotches of yellow in the mist . Three or four people passed him , hurrying to be out of the storm . He stopped one man and asked : `` Where can I find a hotel ? ''