eleven o'clock
Secondly , if Eli Tregarthen has honest business here , whether with the steamer to fetch a parcel -LRB- parcels must be running in your head to-night -RRB- , or in the town to fetch a doctor , the pier is obviously his landing-place . Why , there is n't a house in the Island , barring these Barracks , that does n't stand half-a-mile nearer the pier ; not to mention that landing at the Keg of Butter involves a perfectly unnecessary climb up one side of Garrison Hill and down the other . Lastly , my dear sir , look at the time ! Close on eleven o'clock , and all Garland Town in their beds . Again , I ask what honest business can Eli Tregarthen have here at such an hour ? '' The Commandant felt himself cornered . An insane hope crossed his mind that , while the Lieutenant sat talking , Vashti had contrived to slip out of the house and down to the shore .