six o'clock
Overhead swung the sun , and down the slope until the long shafts of its light lifted wand-like across the tree trunks . At this hint of evening Orde shook himself and arose . He was little nearer the readjustment he sought than he had been the previous night . He reached home a little before six o'clock . To his surprise he found Taylor awaiting him . The lawyer had written nothing as to his return . `` I had things pretty well in shape , '' he said , after the first greetings had been exchanged , `` and it would do no good to stay away any longer . ''