about four o'clock
`` There be winds and waves atween Cardiff and Ireland , fair Daughter . '' Did she think only of winds and waves ? No news reached them until the evening of the following Thursday . They had sat down to supper , about four o'clock , when the blast of a horn outside broke the stillness . The Lady Le Despenser , whom the basin of rose-water had just reached for the opening washing of hands , dropped the towel and grew white as death . `` Jesu have mercy ! yonder is Master Lyngern 's horn ! ''