one o'clock
Some of the drifts were waist deep and the wind had begun to blow . `` My ! but I 'm glad we 're not over on those flats now , '' said Agnes . It was almost one o'clock when they struggled through the last drift and reached the back door of the old Corner House . Uncle Rufus , his feet on the stove-hearth , was sleeping in his old armchair , waiting up for them . `` Oh , Uncle Rufus ! you ought to be abed , '' cried Ruth .