twelve o'clock
A gray dawn was breaking , and this is the coldest and bleakest hour of the day . With dawn both wind and cold increased , until by mid-forenoon half a gale was blowing . `` We 're makin ' fine headway , '' said Toby . `` We 'll be getting to Double Up Cove by twelve o'clock , _ what _ ever . '' `` I 'm wishin ' ` twere a bit calmer , '' observed Skipper Zeb , looking critically at the sky , `` but there 's no signs of un . '' `` Ca n't we make a landin ' somewhere , and wait for un to calm down ? '' asked Mrs. Twig solicitously .