midnight
`` But for this calm we should be at Sidon . The lookout reports the mountains in view . '' The passenger reflected a moment , then asked , `` Resorting to the oars , when can we reach the city ? '' `` By midnight . '' `` Very well . Listen now . '' The speaker 's manner changed ; fixing his big eyes upon the sailor 's lesser orbs , he continued : `` A few stadia north of Sidon there is what may be called a bay .