six o'clock
`` Perhaps -- '' Mateo shrugged a suggestive shoulder . Mrs. Conant took a handful of money from a drawer and gave it to him . `` Get the sloop ready behind the little point of land below the town , '' she ordered . `` Get sailors , and be ready to sail at six o'clock . In half an hour bring a cart partly filled with straw into the patio here , and take my trunk to the sloop . There is more money yet . Now , hurry . ''