About three o’clock
Down the beach the surf boomed in long rolls , holding its steady beat through the uproar . When the wind lulled for a moment the house creaked mysteriously , whispering , and when the gale returned a sound of flying missiles came with it . Now and then something struck the roof and thudded to the ground with heavier crash . About three o'clock Uncle William 's round face was thrust through the crack of the door . `` You can go to sleep all right , now , '' he said soothingly . `` There wa 'n' t but seven bricks left in the chimney , anyhow , and the last one 's jest come down . I counted 'em fallin ' . ''