two o'clock
`` He , too , feels uneasy , '' I said to myself . Then I fell into a troubled doze , full of dreams of sea-monsters , which flapped and screamed at me from the foam of the breaking seas . I was not called for a watch that night . In the early morning , between one and two o'clock , I was awakened by a feeling that something was about to happen . I sat up , and then crept out on to the deck , and there , sure enough , something was about to happen . Our sails were down , we were hardly moving through the water , the water gurgled and plowtered under our keel , there was a light mist fast fading before the wind . It was not very dark , in fact it was almost twilight .