eight o'clock
Gwan wit ' ye now , or that skut , Schultz , will be gettin ' suspicious av us . '' When Mr. Schultz came along ten minutes later he found Mr. Reardon very busy calking with oakum the cracks round the door and window of his state-room , through which little wisps of yellow smoke were curling . Mr. Schultz was so completely deceived that he hurried round to his own quarters and pawed over his own mattress and bedding in a vain search for bedbugs . At eight o'clock Mr. Schultz relieved the second mate on the bridge , and five minutes later Terence Reardon , for the first time invaded that forbidden territory . `` Bad cess to me ! '' he complained plaintively . `` I 'm the picthur av bad luck .