ABOUT two o'clock
`` I 've got myself and you into the most awful scrape you ever dreamed of by falling in love with you at first sight ! '' And she turned her face closer to his shoulder and slipped one desperate little hand into his . -LSB- Illustration -RSB- -LSB- Illustration -RSB- ABOUT two o'clock that afternoon Sayre rushed into camp with his scanty hair on end . Langdon , who had been attempting to boil a blank-book for dinner , gazed at him in consternation . `` What is it ? Bears , William ? ''