six o'clock
For the rest -- '' He stopped suddenly and looked blankly at Priscilla . A little after two they started away from the small , darkened house . It was a cloudy morning ; day would be long in coming , and the two made the most of the darkness . They were well in the deep woods by six o'clock ; at seven they ate some food Farwell had hurriedly prepared , and were on their way again by eight . They did not talk much . Priscilla found that she needed all her strength , now that she must soon depend upon herself , and Farwell had nothing more to say but -- good-bye ! Anton Farwell had got ahead of his spy for once !