two o'clock
At the foot of the fire-escape the woman slid out of sight noiselessly , but under Bassett 's feet a tin can rolled and clattered . Then a horse snorted close to his shoulder , and he was frozen with fright . After that she gave him her hand , and led him through an empty outbuilding and another yard into a street . At two o'clock that morning Bassett , waiting in a lonely road near what he judged to be the camp of a drilling crew , heard a horse coming toward him and snorting nervously as it came and drew back into the shadows until he recognized the shrouded silhouette leading him . `` It belongs to my son , '' she said . `` I 'll fix it with him to-morrow . But if you 're caught you 'll have to say you came out and took him , or you 'll get us all in trouble . ''