five o'clock
`` There it is , chaps , '' he said gaily ; `` an ' I 'll give ` im sich a fright in the morning as he wo n't forget in a ` urry . '' He retired to his bunk , and placing the bag under his pillow , was soon fast asleep . The other men followed his example , and Steve extinguishing the lamp , the forecastle surrendered itself to sleep . At five o'clock they were awakened by the voice of Mr. Dodds . It was a broken , disconnected sort of voice at first , like to that of a man talking in his sleep ; but as Mr. Dodds ' head cleared his ideas cleared with it , and in strong , forcible language straight from the heart he consigned the eyes and limbs of some person or persons unknown to every variety of torment ; after which , in a voice broken with emotion , he addressed himself in terms of heartbreaking sympathy . `` Shut up , Sam , '' said Harry in a sleepy voice . `` Why ca n't you go to sleep ? ''