one o'clock
He loved the night , too . She had forgotten Donald for the moment when she chose her comrades for the Long Trail , but he must go . She had followed trails with Donald all her life , and on this great journey she needed his comradeship more than ever . It was one o'clock , her little watch said -- time to sleep . The great log with another added would last till morning . She rolled the second against the first , and lay down beside Vivian . The heat from the fire made her drowsy , and she soon slept .