midnight
Taffy was told off to help the westernmost gang and search the rocks below the light-house . Once or twice he and his comrades paused in their work , hearing , as they thought , a cry for help . But when they listened , it was only one of the other parties hailing . The gale began to abate soon after midnight , and before dawn had blown itself out . Day came , filtered slowly through the wrack of it to the south-east ; and soon they heard a whistle blown , and there on the cliff above them was George Vyell on horseback , in his red coat , with an arm thrown out and pointing eastward . He turned and galloped off in that direction . They scrambled up and followed .