about three
o'clock
`` Rabbud . '' The two lads stood listening to the rapid run of feet through the rustling fern , and then tramped on again through the darkness . Sydney was having a hard fight the greater part of the time with his thoughts , and try how he would , they seemed to be too much for him . In fact , so great a hold did they get at last , that somewhere about three o'clock he stopped short ; but Pan went on with his head down till his name was sharply pronounced , when he stopped short with a start . `` Why , I believe you were asleep . '' `` Was I , Master Syd ? '' said the boy , blankly looking about him .