four o'clock
Mr. Peter Johnson was gifted with prescience beyond the common run ; but for this case , which would have been the first thought for most men , his foresight had failed . During the long six-hour nooning Boland suffered with intermittent cramps in his legs , wakeful while the others slept . He made no complaint ; but , though he kept his trouble from words , he could not hold his face straight . When they started on at four o'clock , Pete turned aside for the little spring in Coyote Pass , instead of keeping to the more direct but rougher trail to the Fresnal , over the Baboquivari , as first planned . Boland promised to be something of a handicap ; which , had he but known it , was all the better for the intents of Mr. Something Dewing . * * * * * For Mr. Dewing had not made good his strategic retreat to Old Mexico . When Pete Johnson left the card room Dewing disappeared , indeed , taking with him his two confederates .