about ten o'clock
It was moonlight -- you 've been in the tropics , McGuffey , you know what real moonlight is -- an ' I was lyin ' out on th ' edge of Hakatuea overlookin ' the beach . I 'd spotted a sail at sunset an ' somethin' told me it was the _ Dashin ' Wave _ . Pinky was with me , rubbin ' my head an ' braidin ' my whiskers an ' cooin ' over me like a baby , as happy as any woman could be . `` Along about ten o'clock , I should say , here comes the _ Dashin ' Wave _ around the headland . I could see her luff up an ' come about with her bow headed straight for the entrance between the reefs , an ' th ' water purlin ' under her forefoot . Everything was as still as the grave , an ' only the surf was swishin ' up th ' beach sobbin ' ` Peace ! Peace ! '