seven o'clock
Gunning the jet motors , he sent the big cargo ship arrowing forward at supersonic velocity . `` There they are ! '' Bud cried suddenly . He pointed to a cluster of silvery glints in the sky at seven o'clock . Tom zoomed downward into a billowing cloud bank . It was a feeble hope and Tom knew it . His only real chance now was to outrun or outmaneuver the marauders .