about nine o’clock
I have n't one ! ''' BEFORE turning into `` their nest , '' as Paganel had called it , he , and Robert , and Glenarvan climbed up into the observatory to have one more inspection of the liquid plain . It was about nine o'clock ; the sun had just sunk behind the glowing mists of the western horizon . The eastern horizon was gradually assuming a most stormy aspect . A thick dark bar of cloud was rising higher and higher , and by degrees extinguishing the stars . Before long half the sky was overspread .