Two o’clock
I have had enough ! '' He did not come up . He was not a strong swimmer , and he probably abandoned himself , heart-broken at the death of our dear ones and at our ruin . Two o'clock sounded from the steeple of the church . The night would soon end -- that horrible night already so filled with agony and tears . Little by little , beneath our feet , the small dry space grew smaller . The current had changed again .