ten o’clock
Art tired , my child ? ’T is a goodly distance you have traveled . '' `` A little , '' she made answer , and again there was silence . It was ten o'clock when at last they rode into camp . Lights flashed as men hurried to and fro , and there was a general appearance of excitement quite different from the usual quiet of that hour . David Owen came out of the farmhouse as they drew rein before it . `` I hoped thee would come to the camp , William , '' he exclaimed .