eleven o'clock
On went Telegraph , making good his title , now swerving to this side of the road and now to that ; but as he approached a mass of bricks which were piled on one side of the street , near the foundations of a new building , the moonlight flashed upon a piece of tin in the sand on the opposite side , and , frightened by the glitter , he plunged toward the bricks . The wheels struck , the buggy tilted , then came down again with a terrible jolt , and Eugene was thrown out on the pile . Proctor was jerked over the dashboard , dragged some distance , and finally left in the sand , while Telegraph ran on to the stable . It was eleven o'clock , but Beulah was writing in her own room ; and through the open window heard the thundering tramp , the rattle among the bricks , Proctor 's furious curses , and surmised that some accident had happened . She sprang to the window , saw the buggy just as it was wheeled on , and hoped nothing was hurt . But Charon , who slept on the portico , leaped over the paling , ran around the bricks , and barked alarmingly . She unlocked the door , saw that no one was passing , and , opening the little gate , looked out .