Four o'clock
`` Still , I hope he will get back safely , '' I added , in afterthought to my reverie , as I turned into bed and ordered Kiramat Ali to wake me half an hour before dawn . I was restless , sleeping a little and dreaming much . At last I struck a light and looked at my watch . Four o'clock . It would not be dawn for more than an hour ; I knew Isaacs had made for the place where the tiger passed his days , certain that he would return near daybreak , according to all common probability . He need not have gone so early , I thought . However , it might be a long way off .