eight o'clock
Tom ! are you back ? then you must have deserted . '' `` Very true , '' replied Tom , sinking on a chair , `` I swam on shore last night , and have made from Portsmouth to here since eight o'clock . I hardly need say that I am done up . Let me have something to drink , Jacob , pray . '' I went to the cellaret and brought him some wine , of which he drank off a tumbler eagerly .