two o'clock
The universe was very immediately about us . It blanketed us in storming wind and flying spray and grayness . Our main deck was impassable , and the relief of the wheel came aft along the bridge . It was two o'clock , and for over two hours the frozen wretches had laid out upon the fore-yard . They were still there , weak , feeble , hopeless . Captain West , stepping out in the lee of the chart-house , gazed at them for several minutes . `` We 'll have to give up that reef , '' he said to Mr. Pike .