Eleven
o’clock
Something might yet occur . At all events he would have exhausted the situation from this standpoint . And so it came to pass that at an hour when all the other hard-working people in the building were asleep , or at least striving to sleep , these two men still sat at their work , one in the light , the other in the darkness , facing each other , consciously to the one , unconsciously to the other , across the hollow well of the now silent court . Eleven o'clock ! Twelve ! No change on Brotherson 's part or in Brotherson 's room ; but a decided one in the place where Sweetwater sat . Objects which had been totally indistinguishable even to his penetrating eye could now be seen in ever brightening outline .