seven o'clock
In one or two places the road was visible from their lookout , winding and twisting around the rocks . Three hundred yards away it turned around the foot of a hill and from that point was utterly lost to view . Pike looked at the sun , then at his old silver watch . `` After seven o'clock , by jove ! and not back yet , '' he muttered . `` It 's full time we were off for the Chiquito , but we ca n't stir without the captain . '' Then he turned once more to Jim .