eleven o'clock
The habits of the white folk at St. Agatha Mission varied little enough from day to day . It was the custom to foregather at Mrs. Mowbray 's home in the evening . After which , with unfailing regularity , Murray McTavish was wont to join the little priest in his Mission House for a few minutes before retiring for the night to his sleeping quarters up at the Fort . It was eleven o'clock , and the two men were together now in the shanty which served the priest as a home . It was a pathetic parody of all that home usually conveys . The comfort of it was only the comfort radiating from the contentment of the owner in it . Its structure was powerful to resist storm .