eleven o'clock
One man fell , and two , evidently wounded , limped after their fellows . Then , for hours , not a sign ! Evening drew down , a foggy evening , with a mist so dense that the faint gleam of what was almost the midnight sun failed to pierce it . By eleven o'clock , it was nearly dark . `` They 'll attack around midnight , likely , '' one of the men suggested . `` Ca n't we make a big fire , ` Wizard ' ? '' `` There 's no wood here , Bob , '' the expert replied .