ten o'clock
Fresh milk to-morrow ! ' XVI . Commander von Brüning TO RESUME my story in narrative form . I was awakened at ten o'clock on the 19th , after a long and delicious sleep , by Davies 's voice outside , talking his unmistakable German . Looking out , in my pyjamas , I saw him on the quay above in conversation with a man in a long mackintosh coat and a gold-laced navy cap . He had a close-trimmed auburn beard , a keen , handsome face , and an animated manner . It was raining in a raw air .