two in the morning
Already , through natural buoyancy or else by reason of the unseen nurse 's ministrations , the throbbing ache was becoming almost bearable . At first , his dazed eyes could make out nothing . Then he could see , through his lashes , the velvety dark blue of the night sky and the big white Southern stars shining through a soft cloud . Inconsequentially , his vagrant mind recalled that , below Miami , the Southern Cross is smudgily visible on the horizon , somewhere around two in the morning . And he wondered if he could descry it , if that luminous cloud were not in the way . Then , he knew it was not a cloud which shimmered between his eyes and the stars . It was a woman 's filmy hair .