Four
o'clock
Kindly old ' _ Ding ... dong _ ' has called a favourite brother from his rest to give me convoy to the harbour . Ready for the road , he comes to my room . Sleepy-eyed , yawning . `` Four o'clock ! _ Ugh _ ! Who ever heard of a man going to sea at four in the morning ! Ought to be a bright summer 's day , and the sun shining and flags flying an ' -- '' A choked laugh .