one o'clock
The time now seemed to go by very slowly . `` I do not think they will come , after all , '' I observed to Uncle Jeff ; `` more than an hour has passed since Bartle returned . '' He looked at his watch . `` It is not one o'clock yet , '' he observed ; `` and Bartle does not often make a mistake . '' Just as he spoke , I saw the plumes of a chief 's head-dress rising over a point of rocky ground round which the road passed , and shortly afterwards a band of painted warriors came into view . They approached very cautiously , and gazed about them , as if expecting at any moment to encounter an enemy . Finding , however , that none of us were visible , they began to advance at a more rapid rate .