half past seven
Hansen had taken over the deck stolidly enough , with no show of misgivings as to his ability to handle things , but his words had not been cheering to Rainey . `` Plenty ice from now on , Mr. Rainey . Now we bane goin ' to have one hard yob on our hands , by yiminy , you an ' me ! '' Rainey was awakened at half past seven by the swift rush of men on deck and a confused shouting . The sun was shining brightly through his porthole and then it became suddenly obscured . He looked out and saw a turreted mass of ice not half a cable 's length away from the schooner , water cascading all over its hills and valleys , that were distinct enough , but so smoothed that the truth flashed over him . Here was a berg that had suddenly turned turtle and exposed its greater , under-water bulk to the air .