about nine in the morning
For to tell you your uncle Alan 's gone ... '' `` Come in , here , '' Shane said dazedly . He pulled the man into a bar , and sat down in a snug . `` Tell me . '' `` It was about nine in the morning , and an awful gray day it was , wi ' a heavy sea running and a nor'easter , and this schooner was getting the timbers pounded out o ' her . Her upper gear was gone entirely , and we could no ' see how she was below , on account of the high seaway . She was a Frenchman , or a Portuguese . And she was gone .