midnight
Compelling himself to walk noiselessly to his bunk , he crept under his blanket without even taking off his shoes . He had been gone three hours ; and they had been the most momentous hours of his life . _ Kling-ng-ng-ng-ng ... _ Off went the clock . It was midnight . Muttering drowsily , Filippo slid out of his bunk , checked the alarm , and lighted a lamp . Then he busied himself with his cooking-utensils . The last thing Percy heard was a spoon clinking against a pan .