twelve
o'clock
His , then , were not the only watcher 's eyes bent on that white face ; but He who knew the end from the beginning -- aye , who held both beginning and end in the hollow of his hand , was watching too . More than that , the loving Redeemer , who had shed his blood for this poor man 's soul , who loved it to-night with a love passing all human knowledge , was the other watcher . So Theodore waited and prayed , and the burden of his prayer was , `` Lord , save him . '' Ten , eleven , twelve o'clock , still that solemn silence , still that wordless prayer . No doctor yet `` I would not leave you if it were not absolute necessity , '' he had said . `` Life or death in another family , with more for human knowledge to do than there is here , takes me away ; but I will be back as soon after twelve as possible . '' Would he _ never _ come ?