seven o'clock
I could not stay out long , and was returning to mine inn , when a man crossed my path , paused , came back , and stopped in front of me . It was the captain of the _ Halbrane _ . `` Mr. Jeorling , '' he began , `` the _ Halbrane _ sails to-morrow morning , with the ebb tide . '' `` What is the good of telling me that , '' I replied , `` since you refuse -- '' `` Sir , I have thought over it , and if you have not changed your mind , come on board at seven o'clock . '' `` Really , captain , '' I replied , `` I did not expect this relenting on your part . '' `` I repeat that I have thought over it , and I add that the _ Halbrane _ shall proceed direct to Tristan d'Acunha . That will suit you , I suppose ? ''