twelve o'clock
I stuck it into my belt with a scrap of spunyarn , feeling that it made me a wonderful piratical figure . If I had had a lantern I should have been a very king there . As I sat among the rubbish there , with my pistol -LRB- a sailmaker 's fid -RRB- in my belt , it occurred to me that I would sit up till everyone had gone to bed . Then , at eleven or twelve o'clock , I would , I thought , creep downstairs , to explore all over the house , down even to the cellars . It shocked me when I remembered that I was locked in . I dared not pick the lock of that door . My scheme -LRB- after all -RRB- would have to wait for another night , when the difficulties would be less .