four a.m.
The dew , which everywhere had frozen during the night , was slowly thawing on the canvas covers of guns and searchlights , dripping from shrouds and yards and aerials . `` Lord alive ! '' continued the Watchkeeper . `` Have n't I been hopping round this perishing quarterdeck since four a.m. keeping the Morning Watch ? If Tweedledee does n't come and relieve me soon I shall die of frostbite and boredom . '' The India-rubber Man was moving towards the hatchway . `` And if you 're going along to the bathroom , for pity 's sake see there 's some hot water left that I can sit and thaw in . ''