nine o'clock
This last Mr. Cooke had insisted upon . The skipper Mr. Cooke had hired at Far Harbor was a God-fearing man with a luke warm interest in his new billet and employer , and had only been prevailed upon to take charge of the yacht for the month after the offer of an emolument equal to half a year 's sea pay of an ensign in the navy . His son and helper was to receive a sum proportionally exorbitant . This worthy man sighted Mohair on a Sunday morning , and at nine o'clock dropped his anchor with a salute which caused Mr. Cooke to say unpleasant things in his sleep . After making things ship-shape and hoisting the jack , both father and son rowed ashore to the little church at Asquith . Now the butler at Mohair was a servant who had learned , from long experience , to anticipate every wish and whim of his master , and from the moment he descried the white sails of the yacht out of the windows of the butler 's pantry his duty was clear as daylight . Such was the comprehension and despatch with which he gave his commands that the captain returned from divine worship to find the Maria in profane hands , her immaculate deck littered with straw and sawdust , and covered to the coamings with bottles and cases .