noon
The rays were turned directly upon the entrance to the harbor , and it was plainly evident that not even a small boat could emerge without being discovered . All day Sunday we steamed out of sight of land , our course being to the westward and our speed a good fourteen knots . For four hours in the morning we scrubbed the gun deck , washed the white paint work with fresh water and soap , scrubbed the deck with stiff `` kiyi '' brushes , and polished off the bright work . By noon the deck had its pristine immaculate look . We were in the midst of the sloppy job when `` forecastle Murray '' -LRB- one of the Murray twins -- they looked so much alike that the invariable greeting in the morning was `` How are you , Murray -- or are you your brother ? '' -RRB- came aft for a bucket of fresh water . `` What do you think of this ? ''