eleven o'clock
She shot through the lobby , past the staring telephone girl , and into the street , and there settled down into steady running , her elbows close to her sides , trying to remember to breathe slowly and evenly . She must get home somehow , get the envelope and follow the directions inside . Her thoughts raced with her . It was almost eleven o'clock and Willy had been gone for hours . She tried to pray , but the words did not come . At something after seven o'clock that night Willy Cameron and Pink Denslow reached that point on the Mayville Road which had been designated by the storekeeper , Cusick . They left the car there , hidden in a grove , and struck off across country to the west .