seven in the morning
Quick ! Come on ! no time to lose ! '' It was half-past seven in the morning , when they set their foot upon this untried land . The bit of strand was only a few square yards in area , quite a narrow strip . Upon it might have been recognized some fragments of that agglutination of yellow limestone which is characteristic of the coast of Provence . But the whole party was far too eager to wait and examine these remnants of the ancient shore ; they hurried on to scale the heights .