midnight
I am in No. 3 Platoon , and I confess I shuddered . The rocks at the north end of the beach are abominably slippery . A year ago I should have hesitated about climbing down in broad daylight in the finest weather . My military training had done a good deal for me physically , but I still shrank from those rocks at midnight with a tempest howling round me . When I reached home I put a good face on the matter . I was not going to admit to my wife or Janet -- particularly to Janet -- that I was afraid of night operations in any weather . `` Please have my uniform left out for me , '' I said , `` I shall put it on before dinner . ''