nine o'clock
Honora kissed hers dutifully , and picked up the newspapers , drove him to the beach , and took him out to dinner , where he talked oracularly of finance . On Sunday night he departed , without visible regrets , for New York . One Monday morning a storm was raging over Newport . Seized by a sudden whim , she rang her bell , breakfasted at an unusual hour , and nine o'clock found her , with her skirts flying , on the road above the cliffs that leads to the Fort . The wind had increased to a gale , and as she stood on the rocks the harbour below her was full of tossing white yachts straining at their anchors . Serene in the midst of all this hubbub lay a great grey battleship . Presently , however , her thoughts were distracted by the sight of something moving rapidly across her line of vision .