three o'clock
I must acknowledge that an uncomfortable distrust existed in my mind , that had some slight effect in keeping me from slumbering , though fatigue soon overcame the apprehensions such a feeling would be likely to awaken . I did not know but Thousandacres and his sons might take it into their heads to make away with the Indian and myself under cover of the darkness , as the most effectual means of protecting themselves against the consequences of their past depredations , and of securing the possession of those that they had projected for the future . We were completely in their power , and , so far as the squatter knew , the secret of our visit would die with us , the knowledge of those of his own flesh and blood possessed on the subject excepted . Notwithstanding these thoughts crossed my mind , and did give me some little uneasiness , they were not sufficiently active or sufficiently prominent to prevent me from slumbering , after I had fairly fallen asleep , without awaking once , until it was three o'clock , or within an hour of the approach of day . I am not certain that any external cause aroused me from my slumbers . But I well remember that I lay there on my straw , meditating for some time , half asleep and half awake , until I fancied I heard the musical voice of Dus , murmuring in my ear my own name . This illusion lasted some little time ; when , as my faculties gradually resumed their powers , I became slowly convinced that some one was actually calling me , and by name too , within a foot or two of my ears .