three o'clock
Damnation ! '' And he trotted furiously into the engine-room . Darrow climbed to the wheel-house once more , fished out a pair of binoculars , and fixed them on the inlet and the strip of Atlantic beyond . `` If the _ Dione _ is n't in by three o'clock , Haltren will have his chance , '' he murmured . He was still inspecting the ocean and his watch alternately when Mrs. Haltren came on deck . `` Did you send me the canoe ? '' she asked , with cool unconcern .