seven o'clock
`` I ca n't afford to make you sorry you brought me , '' added Bob , `` and you are not going to be . '' There was a little jar . The propeller slackened a trifle , and Alan explained that Ned had headed the Cibola another point into the freshening breeze . `` Steward , '' said Ned from below , `` it 's seven o'clock and I 'm hungry . Besides , it 's getting pretty dark down here . '' Alan and Bob looked at each other and laughed . `` That certainly means me , '' exclaimed Bob , and both boys clambered below .