About five o'clock
I had hoisted myself up , and made myself fast also , dividing my admiration between the tempest and this extraordinary man who was coping with it . The raging sea was swept by huge cloud-drifts , which were actually saturated with the waves . The Nautilus , sometimes lying on its side , sometimes standing up like a mast , rolled and pitched terribly . About five o'clock a torrent of rain fell , that lulled neither sea nor wind . The hurri cane blew nearly forty leagues an hour . It is under these conditions that it overturns houses , breaks iron gates , displaces twenty-four pounders . However , the Nautilus , in the midst of the tempest , confirmed the words of a clever engineer , `` There is no well-constructed hull that can not defy the sea . ''