one o'clock
Such conflict was in my mind about the proper thing to be done next , and such a war of the wind outside , above and between the distant uproar of the long tumultuous sea . Of that sound much was intercepted by the dead bulk of the cliff , but the wind swung fiercely over this , and rattled through all shelter . In the morning the storm was furious ; but the Major declared that his weather-glass had turned , which proved that the gale was breaking . The top of the tide would be at one o'clock , and after church we should behold a sight he was rather proud of -- the impotent wrath of the wind and tide against his patent concrete . `` My dear , I scarcely like such talk , '' Mrs. Hockin gently interposed . `` To me it seems almost defiant of the power of the Lord . Remember what happened to poor Smeaton -- at least I think his name was Smeaton , or Stanley , was it ?