five o'clock
Mavering caught him , and tried to beat him ; his fists fell like bolls of cotton ; the burglar drew his breath in with a long , washing sound like water . Mavering woke deathly sick , and heard the sweep of the waves . The boat was pitching frightfully . He struggled out into the saloon , and saw that it was five o'clock . In five hours more it would be a day since he told Alice that he loved her ; it now seemed very improbable . There were a good many half-dressed people in the saloon , and a woman came running out of her state-room straight to Mavering . She was in her stocking feet , and her hair hung down her back .