five o'clock
`` She 's the biggest thing I ever saw afloat , '' he said . `` Listen , fellows ! '' Two strokes of a silvery bell rang out from some ship asleep in the morning mist . It was five o'clock . From the decks of the battleship sounded the bugles of the boatswain 's mates , piping reveille and `` all hands . '' `` Gee ! '' groaned Frenchy , `` reg ` lar duty again , fellows . ''