eleven o'clock
Upon reaching the place where the boats were moored to the bushy shore of the bayou , Turlipe called : `` Hello , are you there ? '' A man scrambled up the bank in response to the call . The two Spaniards sat upon the bank of the bayou , and held a long consultation in their native language . It was eleven o'clock when Pepillo , alias Turlipe , arose to go back to the tavern . `` You need n't come along , Vexeranno ; I can do the job without help . Only stay here and wait . Have the skiff ready to carry us down stream as fast as we can row .