Seven o'clock
Around the cedars there was a huge drift , burying the shelter completely . It was Dick who roused up first , to find all pitch-dark around him . Bringing out a match , he lit the candle and looked at his watch . `` Seven o'clock ! '' he murmured . `` Guess I 'll go out and see what the weather is . '' Stretching himself , he walked to the blanket which had been placed over the opening , and tried to thrust it aside .