the hour of ten in the morning
But it 's nothing to speak of ; only you 'll have to submit to a sling for a day or two . '' `` That 's annoying , certainly , but I 'm thankful it 's no worse , '' remarked Harry , as Mr Kennedy dressed the arm after his own fashion , and then returned with him to the dining-room . One morning , about two weeks after Charley 's arrival at Red River , Harry Somerville found himself alone in Mr Kennedy 's parlour . The old gentleman himself had just galloped away in the direction of the lower fort , to visit Charley , who was now formally installed there ; Kate was busy in the kitchen , giving directions about dinner ; and Jacques was away with Redfeather , visiting his numerous friends in the settlement : so that , for the first time since his arrival , Harry found himself at the hour of ten in the morning utterly lone , and with nothing very definite to do . Of course , the two weeks that had elapsed were not without their signs and symptoms , their minor accidents and incidents , in regard to the subject that filled his thoughts . Harry had fifty times been tossed alternately from the height of hope to the depth of despair , from the extreme of felicity to the uttermost verge of sorrow , and he began seriously to reflect , when he remembered his desperate resolution on the first night of his arrival , that if he did not `` do '' he certainly would `` die . '' This was quite a mistake , however , on Harry 's part .