five o’clock in the
morning
There I put this rare egg inside one of the glass cases in the museum . I ate supper , feasting with appetite on an excellent piece of seal liver whose flavor reminded me of pork . Then I went to bed ; but not without praying , like a good Hindu , for the favors of the radiant orb . The next day , March 21 , bright and early at five o'clock in the morning , I climbed onto the platform . I found Captain Nemo there . `` The weather is clearing a bit , '' he told me . `` I have high hopes .