two in the morning
But they did invade . A modern ship is a complex affair . How was I to guess the manner of the invasion ? It was two in the morning , and for an hour I had been puzzling my head with watching the smoke arise from the after-division of the for ` ard-house and with wondering why the mutineers should have up steam in the donkey-engine at such an ungodly hour . Not on the whole voyage had the donkey-engine been used . Four bells had just struck , and I was leaning on the rail at the break of the poop when I heard a prodigious coughing and choking from aft . Next , Wada ran across the deck to me .