six o'clock
He started up in consternation , but his fears were soon allayed for Jim Langford was still sleeping peacefully , dead to the world , with an upturned face tranquil and unlined , and innocent-looking as a baby boy 's . The work horses in their stalls were becoming restless . Phil examined his watch . It was six o'clock . He knew that the teamster would soon be on his job getting his beasts ready for their day 's work , so he roused Langford , who sat up in a semi-stupor , licking his lips with a dry , rough tongue . He gazed at Phil for a while . Phil smiled in good humour .