five in the morning
Already the huge camp of Slavs and Italians was beginning to jerk up the borrowed rails and ties ; the work trains were rumbling and snorting in the meadows above Blitherwood , tottering about on the uncertain road-bed . He gave a few concise and imperative orders to obsequious superintendents and foremen , who subsequently repeated them with even greater freedom to the perspiring foreigners , and left the scene of confusion without so much as a glance behind . Wagons , carts , motortrucks and all manner of wheeled things were scuttling about Blitherwood as he shot down the long , winding avenue toward the lodge gates , but he paid no attention to them . They were removing the remnants of a glory that had passed at five in the morning . He was not interested in the well-plucked skeleton . It was a nuisance getting rid of it , that was all , and he wanted it to be completely out of sight when he returned from Red Roof . If a vestige of the ruins remained , some one would hear from him !