one
o'clock
Well , at last we heard the captain 's whistle , and steadied . His voice came : `` Range , eight hundred and fifty yards . '' We set our sights . `` At one o'clock , to the right of the cemetery , fire at will ! '' We stood upright -LRB- it was a relief to straighten out ! -RRB- and I saw , across the valley , beside a little cemetery on the top of the further hill , some moving figures , at which I fired a couple of clips . Then `` Cease firing ! ''