eleven o'clock
`` I told him his position was hopeless . And I was right . It is only honest men or scoundrels who can find an escape from any position , but one who wants to be at the same time an honest man and a scoundrel -- it is a hopeless position . But it 's eleven o'clock , gentlemen , and we have to be up early to-morrow . '' There was a sudden gust of wind ; it blew up the dust on the sea-front , whirled it round in eddies , with a howl that drowned the roar of the sea . `` A squall , '' said the deacon . `` We must go in , our eyes are getting full of dust . ''