eleven o'clock
His conversation was decidedly monosyllabic . But he could drive , if he was no talker , and his team could travel . The road , albeit rough in spots , a mere track through timber and little gems of open where the yellowing grass waved knee-high , and over hills which sloped to deep cañons lined with pine and spruce , seemed short enough . And so by eleven o'clock Hazel found herself at Cariboo Meadows . `` Schoolhouse 's over yonder . '' Briggs pointed out the place -- an unnecessary guidance , for Hazel had already marked the building set off by itself and fortified with a tall flagpole . `` And here 's where we live .