About ten o'clock
The _ Umpire _ lay and idly rolled in this dead calm ; Macleod paced up and down the deck in the solemn stillness . Hamish threw a tarpaulin over the skylight of the saloon , to cover the bewildering light from below ; and then , as the time went slowly by , darkness came over the land and the sea . They were alone with the night , and the lapping waves , and the stars . About ten o'clock there was a loud rattling of blocks and cordage -- the first puff of a coming breeze had struck her . The men were at their posts in a moment ; there were a few sharp , quick orders from Hamish ; and presently the old _ Umpire _ , with her great boom away over her quarter , was running free before a light southeasterly wind . `` Ay , ay ! '' said Hamish , in sudden gladness , `` we will soon be by Ardalanish Point with a fine wind like this , Sir Keith ; and if you would rather hef no lights on her -- well , it is a clear night whateffer ; and the _ Dunara _ she will hef up her lights . ''