three o'clock in the morning
`` Yeh , that 's right ... '' So they were posting a guard along the river ! That was valuable information . And Alf was in the woods ! At three o'clock in the morning Tom spread his cape upon the ground and sank down to rest . The long struggle through the mud had become a nightmare . He was too exhausted to care greatly if the man-hunt ended with him a prisoner -- if it would only end . To be out of this sea of jelly-like mud would be enough .