three o'clock
`` Now , '' he said , standing up , `` I 'm a regular hermit with a buried treasure , as per all hermit specifications . To-morrow I 'm going to hand my treasure to somebody -- it 's too much for a man who came up here to escape the excitement and melodrama of the world . '' He looked at his watch . It was past three o'clock . Entering the inner room , for the second time that night he sought to sleep . `` They ca n't play without me -- I 've got the ball , '' he repeated with a smile . And , safe in this thought , he closed his eyes , and slumbered .