one o'clock
`` It 's as though the earth had opened and swallowed 'em . I ca n't , for the life of me , figure out where they could have gone . Sometimes I get to thinking they 're here , and I ca n't rest till I get a boat and row over . One night I got up at one o'clock and rowed here ; but Lou and the boys were just as far away as ever . '' The rain was coming more gently now , and the heaviest clouds had passed over the island . Mr. Harley lifted the oilcloth flap , and the four little Blossoms felt a refreshing breeze sweep in upon them . `` We can start in a minute or so , '' announced Mr. Harley , opening the umbrellas .