about one o'clock
I had never before been really uneasy at his longest absence ; but now I was far more anxious about him than about John . Alas , through me fresh trouble had befallen my uncle as well as John ! When the night came , I went to bed , for I was very tired : I must keep myself strong , for something unfriendly was on its way , and I must be able to meet it ! I knew well I should not sleep until I heard the sounds of his arrival : those came about one o'clock , and in a moment I was dreaming . In my dream I was still awake , and still watching for my uncle 's return . I heard the sound of Death 's hoofs , not on the stones of the yard , but on the gravel before the house , and coming round the house till under my window . There he stopped , and I heard my uncle call to me to come down : he wanted me .