eight o'clock
Days ? Months ? I can not estimate the hours that have elapsed since I fell asleep , nor have I any idea as to what time of the day or night it may be . I was careful to wind up my watch , though , and perhaps by feeling the hands -- Yes , I think the little hand marks eight o'clock -- in the morning , no doubt . What I do know , however , is that the ship is not in motion . There is not the slightest quiver . Hours and hours , weary , interminable hours go by , and I wonder whether they are again waiting till night comes on to renew my stock of air and provisions .