seven o'clock
`` This is simply awful ! '' murmured Sam , as he walked back to the easy chair and dropped down . `` I wonder if I had n't better send a message to Dick ? But I ca n't do it until seven o'clock -- the telegraph office is closed . '' At last Sam became so worn out that he could keep his eyes open no longer . He flung himself on his bed , dressed as he was , and fell into a fitful doze . And thus the hours went by until the sun shone over the hills in the East .