nine o’clock
`` We are the first on the field , '' he said . `` Not so sure of that , sir , '' said Ben Zoof . `` What do you mean ? '' asked Servadac , looking at his watch , which he had set as nearly as possible by the sun before leaving the gourbi ; `` it is not nine o'clock yet . '' `` Look up there , sir . I am much mistaken if that is not the sun ; '' and as Ben Zoof spoke , he pointed directly overhead to where a faint white disc was dimly visible through the haze of clouds . `` Nonsense ! ''