one o'clock in the morning
`` Right ! and what 's more , I 'm glad of it . '' Then looking down at the rational part of her costume , she added sharply , `` I sha 'n' t wear these things again . '' At one o'clock in the morning I arose , dressed hurriedly , drew on a pair of felt slippers , and put a revolver in my pocket . It was then time to put Edith Metford 's proposal to the proof , and she would be waiting for me on deck to hear whether I had succeeded in it . We had parted a couple of hours before on somewhat chilling terms . I had agreed to follow her suggestion , but I could not trouble my tired brain by guesses at the cause of her moods .