twelve
o'clock midnight
Pete 's address was here punctuated by loud cries of thanksgiving . `` All day long he was seeing the boats beating up the bay , so , to keep out of temptation , he was going up to the bedroom and pulling the blind and getting down on his knees and wrastling like mad . And something out of heaven was saying to him , ` It 's the Lord 's day , Jannie ; they 'll not get a ha ` p ` orth . ' Neither did they ; but when Jan 's watch said twelve o'clock midnight the pair of us were going off like rockets . Well , we had n't been ten minutes on the water before our grapplings had hould of that anchor . '' There were loud cries of `` Glory ! '' `` Jan was shouting , ` The Lord has put us atop of it as straight as the lid of a taypot ! ' ''