two in the morning
After a while stillness fell on the decks around him , and he too went below , but lay down in his cabin without undressing . He thought of the time when he had passed that way on the outward voyage , poor and unknown , and had watched the last island of his native land sink below the sea-rim . Much had happened since then -- and now that he had at last come home , what life awaited him there ? A little after two in the morning he came on deck again , but stood still in astonishment at finding that the vessel was now boring her way through a thick woolly fog . The devil ! thought he , beginning to tramp up and down the deck impatiently . It seemed that his great moment was to be lost -- spoiled for him !