ten o'clock
We 'll be there in twenty minutes . '' He was pointing into the darkness below the already descending trail . Only a pioneer 's eye could have detected the few pin-pricks of light in the impenetrable distance , and it was a signal proof of his leadership that the others accepted it without seeing it . `` It 's just ten o'clock , '' he continued , holding a huge silver watch to his eye ; `` we 've wasted an hour on those blamed spooks yonder ! '' `` We were n't off the trail more than ten minutes , Uncle Dick , '' protested the pleasant voice . `` All right , my son ; go down there if you like and fetch out your Witch of Endor , but as for me , I 'm going to throw myself the other side of Collinson 's lights . They 're good enough for me , and a blamed sight more stationary ! ''