two o'clock
Within two hours his long , tireless stride brought him out into a clearing in the valley where his own logging-camp stood . He went directly to the log-landing , where in a listless and half-hearted manner the loading crew were piling logs on Pennington 's logging-trucks . Bryce looked at his watch . It was two o'clock ; at two-fifteen Pennington 's locomotive would appear , to back in and couple to the long line of trucks . And the train was only half loaded . `` Where 's McTavish ? '' Bryce demanded of the donkey-driver .