two o'clock
Two hours this lasted , during which Richard Wood and his men , as if guided , rode straight for the small camp , picking their way with great good fortune and making few missteps . Then the wind died down , the mist came back enfolding everything , and the pursuers encamped where they were . But of that Hugo and Humphrey knew nothing . It might have been two o'clock when the serving-man awoke with a shiver and rose to renew the fire . He found it quite extinguished . As he felt about in the darkness for his flint and steel he glanced anxiously toward Hugo , though he could not see him . `` I know not , '' he muttered , `` I know not .