six
o'clock
We 're not making up anything . '' The porter was lighting the lamps . While they talked it had grown quite dark . Losing time every mile of the way , the train , frost-crusted to the eyelids , got into Sleepy Cat at half-past six o'clock ; four hours late . The crowded yard , as they pulled through it , showed the tie-up of the day 's traffic . Long lines of freight cars filled the trackage , and overloaded switch engines struggled with ever-growing burdens to avert the inevitable blockade of the night . Glover 's anxiety , as he left the train at the station , was as to whether he could catch anything on the Glen Tarn branch to take him up to the Springs that night , for there he was resolved to get before morning if he had to take an engine for the run .