About three in the morning
If some of the sloops do n't go ashore , I 'm not me , that 's all . '' And thereat he rolled over on his side and was off to sleep . Joe envied him . About three in the morning he heard French Pete crawl up for ` ard and rummage around in the eyes of the boat . Joe looked on curiously , and by the dim light of the wildly swinging sea-lamp saw him drag out two spare coils of line . These he took up on deck , and Joe knew he was bending them on to the hawsers to make them still longer . At half-past four French Pete had the fire going , and at five he called the boys for coffee .