nine o’clock
I did not speak a word , but stood there defiant , as when we first had turned back . Now , sharply , angrily , from all our batteries , there came reply to the French ; and as we came on with only one man wounded and one oar broken , the whole fleet cheered us . I steered straight for the Terror of France , and there Clark and I , he swearing violently , laid plans . That night , at nine o'clock , the Terror of France , catching the flow of the tide , with one sail set and a gentle wind , left the fleet , and came slowly up the river , under the batteries of the town . In the gloom we passed lazily on with the flow of the tide , unquestioned , soon leaving the citadel behind , and ere long came softly to that point called Anse du Foulon , above which Sillery stood . The shore could not be seen distinctly , but I knew by a perfect instinct the cleft in the hillside where was the path leading up the mountain . I bade Clark come up the river again two nights hence to watch for my signal , which was there agreed upon .