eleven o'clock
Thus the day passed . A night of painful suspense succeeded it , during which not a soul on board the Alcyon thought of sleeping . Nothing , however , occurred , save that the intense lightning of the previous night was renewed . Toward eleven o'clock the breeze freshened to such an extent that the yacht sped along on her course with great fleetness . In the morning the sun arose amid a purple haze , and the Mediterranean presented a more tumultuous and threatening aspect than it had the preceding day . The breeze was still blowing stiffly , and the lightning continued . Giacomo informed Monte-Cristo that unless a calm should suddenly come on they would certainly arrive at Crete by noon .