six o'clock
The Major flung up a hand and turned to General Craufurd . Their eyes met , and they both broke out laughing . This much I saw and heard . And when , at six o'clock , they marched us down under the lee of San Francisco , I saw Lord Wellington ride up , dismount , give over his horse to an orderly and walk past our column into the darkness . He was going to give the last directions to Major Napier and the storming party : but they were drawn up behind an angle of the convent wall ; and we , the supporting columns , massed in the darkness two hundred yards in the rear , neither saw the conference nor caught more than the high clear tones of Craufurd addressing his men for the last time . Then , after many minutes of silence , suddenly the sky over the convent wall opened with a glare and shut again , and we heard the French guns tearing the night . The attack of the Third Division on our right had begun , and the noise of it was taken up by the 95th riflemen , spread wide in three companies to scour the _ fausse braye _ between the two breaches , and keep the defenders busy along it .