one o'clock
I am afraid , my dear , that a strict construction of the term would include your protegee . '' The time for the departure of the Fourth Artillery had come . The night before was thick and foggy . At one o'clock , a shot on the ramparts called out the guard and roused the sleeping garrison . The new sentry , Private Grey , had challenged a dusky figure creeping on the glacis , and , receiving no answer , had fired . The guard sent out presently returned , bearing a lifeless figure in their arms . The new sentry 's zeal , joined with an ex-frontiersman 's aim , was fatal .