ten o'clock
He stood by the veranda and watched Darragh take the Lake Trail through the snow . Finally the glimmer of his swinging lantern was lost in the woods and Stormont mounted the stairs once more , stood silently by Eve 's open door , realised she was still heavily asleep , and seated himself on a chair outside her door to watch and wait . * * * * * All night long it snowed hard over the Star Pond country , and the late grey light of morning revealed a blinding storm pelting a white robed world . Toward ten o'clock , Stormont , on guard , noticed that Eve was growing restless . Downstairs the flotsam of the forest had gathered again : Mr. Lyken was there in black gloves ; the Reverend Laomi Smatter had arrived in a sleigh from Ghost Lake . Both were breakfasting heavily . The pretty , sulky-faced girl fetched a tray and placed Eve 's breakfast on it ; and Trooper Stormont carried it to her room .