A quarter past five p.m.
`` On my oath I did , sir , '' replied the steward . `` And by the blessing of Heaven , my friends , one and all , '' cried the captain , radiant with joy , -- `` of the Heaven that put it into this Tom Pettifer 's head to take so much care of his head against the bright sun , -- he lined his hat with the original leaf in Tregarthen 's writing , -- and here it is ! '' With that the captain , to the utter destruction of Mr. Pettifer 's favourite hat , produced the book-leaf , very much worn , but still legible , and gave both his legs such tremendous slaps that they were heard far off in the bay , and never accounted for . `` A quarter past five p.m. , '' said the captain , pulling out his watch , `` and that 's thirty-three hours and a quarter in all , and a pritty run ! '' How they were all overpowered with delight and triumph ; how the money was restored , then and there , to Tregarthen ; how Tregarthen , then and there , gave it all to his daughter ; how the captain undertook to go to Dringworth Brothers and re-establish the reputation of their forgotten old clerk ; how Kitty came in , and was nearly torn to pieces , and the marriage was reappointed , needs not to be told . Nor how she and the young fisherman went home to the post-office to prepare the way for the captain 's coming , by declaring him to be the mightiest of men , who had made all their fortunes , -- and then dutifully withdrew together , in order that he might have the domestic coast entirely to himself . How he availed himself of it is all that remains to tell .