three
o'clock
It was freezing cold , and the chill was worse in the dock that I entered . I buttoned my ulster tighter . The big place was dark and empty . The dockers , I learned from the watchman , had quit work at three o'clock , for a few tons of fruit was all the freight that remained to be loaded . The ship was to sail at nine o'clock . The stokers had not yet gone aboard . I found about a hundred of them huddled along the steel wall of the shed .