four o'clock
And Jerry-Jo could , of course , understand nothing of this , but the thing he had set out to do , more in rude , brutish fun than anything else , assumed graver purpose . A new and ugly look grew in his bold eyes , a sinister smile on his red mouth , which showed the points of his white , fang-like teeth . But Priscilla , too absorbed with her own thoughts , did not notice . It was four o'clock when the canoe touched the landing spot of Far Hill Place , and Priscilla sprang out . `` I 'll bide here ; do n't be long , '' said McAlpin . But Priscilla paused and glanced up at the sky . `` It 's darkening , '' she faltered , a shyness overcoming her .