six in the morning
I could see its green and red lights , and its white lantern hanging from the large foremast . An indistinct vibration quivered through its rigging , showing that the furnaces were heated to the uttermost . Sheaves of sparks and red ashes flew from the funnels , shining in the atmosphere like stars . I remained thus until six in the morning , without Captain Nemo noticing me . The ship stood about a mile and a half from us , and with the first dawn of day the firing began afresh . The moment could not be far off when , the Nautilus attacking its adversary , my companions and myself should for ever leave this man . I was preparing to go down to remind them , when the second mounted the platform , accompanied by several sailors .