eight o'clock
`` And sha n't we even see it ? '' `` Oh yes , we 'll _ see _ it fast enough . I reckon they wo n't go so far as to grudge us free seats for the show . '' Sure enough , at eight o'clock , we formed up by companies and were marched over the dark crest of the hill and a short way down it in face of the lights of Ciudad Rodrigo . Right below us , on our left , shone a detached light . We ourselves showed none . The word for silence in the ranks had been given at starting , and the captains spoke in the lowest of voices as they drew their companies together in battalion .