two o'clock
They carried their frying-pans , small buckets , and tincups suspended from their belts . The handles of their safety axes extended from hip-pockets , making their pockets bulge suspiciously . Mr. Allen took the lead through Stratton Park , and headed for the short cut that joined the old Stage Road just as it sneaked around the base of Cheyenne Mountain on its way to the top of the Continental Divide ; then downward through mountain passes and clinging close to canyon walls until it reached that most wonderful of all gold camps , the Cripple Creek District . `` It 's just two o'clock , '' said Chuck , in answer to an inquiry as to the time . `` And we will have to do some rapid walking if we are to get on top of Cheyenne Mountain to-night . We ought to make three miles an hour from here to the old road house . We 'll have to rest there a little and have a drink from Daddy Wright 's spring .