noon
As if that were not enough , the heavens were driving down rain and snow . The rigging was howling , groaning , booming , and whistling in every pitch and key . That severity , that awfulness of the elements , that eternal rushing and roaring and seething of great masses of water , through which the steamer was staggering forward as if in mad , blind intoxication , that mournful , raging tumult kept up hour after hour . By noon it had even grown worse . Very few responded to the trumpet-call for luncheon . There were about ten men beside the woman physician and the woman painter . Hahlström seated himself at Frederick 's and Wilhelm 's empty table .