two o'clock
Hank Sterling donned a hydrophone headset and listened intently . The silence deepened in the _ Sea Hound _ 's cabin . Suddenly Hank stiffened and the sonarman cried out : `` A blip , skipper ! At two o'clock ! '' It was moving rapidly on the scope -- something streaking toward their starboard beam ! `` Good night ! It 's another missile ! ''