Eleven
o'clock
His right hip pocket bulged , the handle of a flashlight protruded from his coat pocket , that was all . He did not pause at the spot where they had hid their car the night before , but continued down the main road for a half mile farther . There he plunged into the forest , to continue his journey under cover . Eleven o'clock found him concealed in a clump of bushes in the woods that lay opposite the millionaire 's driveway . `` If they come to-night , '' he whispered to himself , `` I 'll know whether they belong on that estate or not , and if they do I 'll know who it is . Anyway , I 'll know it 's one of J. Anson 's folks . And we 'll see if it is a boy or the girl ? ''