about two in the morning
Now , as they passed over the seas , Beatrice sang , and Brandon did not wish that this life should end . Through the days , as they sailed on , her voice arose expressive of every changeful feeling , now speaking of grief , now swelling in sweet strains of hope . Day thus succeeded to day until the fourth night came , when the wind died out and a calm spread over the waters . Brandon , who waked at about two in the morning so as to let Cato sleep , saw that the wind had ceased , and that another one of those treacherous calms had come . He at once put out the oars , and , directing Cato to sleep till he waked him , began to pull . Beatrice remonstrated . `` Do not , '' said she , in an imploring tone .