six o’clock in the morning
I kept hearing noises from the savages , who were stamping on the platform and letting out deafening yells . The night passed in this way , without the crew ever emerging from their usual inertia . They were no more disturbed by the presence of these man-eaters than soldiers in an armored fortress are troubled by ants running over the armor plate . I got up at six o'clock in the morning . The hatches were n't open . So the air inside had n't been renewed ; but the air tanks were kept full for any eventuality and would function appropriately to shoot a few cubic meters of oxygen into the Nautilus 's thin atmosphere . I worked in my stateroom until noon without seeing Captain Nemo even for an instant .