nine o'clock
-LRB- with an admiring glance at Bob 's costume -RRB- . ` The Black Diamond ? ' said Bob ; and Anne turned pale . ` She hove in sight just after dark , and at nine o'clock a boat having more than a dozen marines on board , with cloaks on , rowed into harbour . ' Bob reflected . ` Then there 'll be a press to-night ; depend upon it , ' he said . ` They wo n't know you , will they , Bob ? '