four o'clock
Sandy knew a later parting with the dog was inevitable , but human nature could not contemplate it then , so he bade Bob follow on and , with regained courage and determination , the two plodded down The Appointed Way with firmer tread . The shed was reached , and nestling close in a protected corner , they slept for several hours with no dream to disturb or frighten them . The storm passed ; the stars shone out , and a new moon crept up from the east . At four o'clock Sandy started up and began the readjustment of life . Bob was lying across his legs and breathing evenly . The warmth had been grateful even if the weight had been a burden , and a sense of joy flooded the boy as he patted the dear , faithful head . A few minutes later the two were again on the road .