eleven o'clock
Even those who would not admit that the mysterious chauffeur must be Satan in person allowed that he might be some monster escaped from the fantastic visions of the Apocalypse . And now there were no longer minutes to wait . Any second might bring the expected apparition . It was not yet eleven o'clock when a rumbling was heard far down the track , and the dust rose in violent whirlwinds . Harsh whistlings shrieked through the air warning all to give passage to the monster . It did not slacken speed at the finish . Lake Michigan was not half a mile beyond , and the machine must certainly be hurled into the water !