ten o'clock
If he was n't here he 'd be logging , and taking his life in his hand every hour , with trees falling in the wrong direction , log jams occurring in the spring rise and the lumber jacks risking death in the effort to free the king-pin that holds the jam . Oh , no , Eli has no fault to find with the way you 've treated him ; indeed , he 's had a snap , and knows it . But we must be doing something , if you feel too anxious to wait until morning . '' `` It must now be ten o'clock , and that would mean many hours . Can anything be done in the night ? How could we follow his trail without a hound ? What would n't I give to have a good dog just now , such as my old Bunker down home in Virginia .