six o'clock
The old river-man sprang up with the enthusiasm of a boy . He came back from the lake with his beard and head dripping and his face glowing . All the mountains held no cheerier comrade than Duggan . They were on the trail at six o'clock and hour after hour kept steadily up the Little Fork . The trail grew rougher , narrower , and more difficult to follow , and at intervals Duggan halted to make sure of the way . At one of these times he said to Keith : `` Las ' night proved there ai n't no danger from her , Johnny . I had a dream , an ' dreams goes by contraries an ' always have .