two in the morning
It was very beautiful , very solemn . It gave one a kind of awe to think that thus so many famous armies had slept before the battles of the world , before Pharsalia , before Chalons , before Hastings . Presently the murmuring became so slight that I fell asleep , forgetting everything , only turning uneasily from time to time , to keep the cool night wind from blowing on my cheeks so as to wake me . It must have been two in the morning when I was wakened by some armed men , evidently our sentries , who rolled me over without ceremony . `` Wake up , young master , '' they said , grinning . `` You 'm wanted . You be to get up to go a errand .