Ten o'clock
And then the fates decided to spare that valiant whimsical spirit and Death drew slowly back . The stallion had been unshod , and to this and the semi-darkness Blister owed his life . I had met the girl frequently at the hospital and at last they told us we could see Blister for a moment the next day . Ten o'clock was the time set and as we sat in the visitor 's room together , waiting , she seemed worried . `` You should be more cheerful , '' I said . `` The danger is past , or we would not be allowed to see him . '' `` It is n't that , '' she replied .