nearly six o'clock
I said nothing , and tried to think nothing . At last it was given out that some time next day the ship would certainly sail . So next morning , Queequeg and I took a very early start . Going Aboard It was nearly six o'clock , but only grey imperfect misty dawn , when we drew nigh the wharf . `` There are some sailors running ahead there , if I see right , '' said I to Queequeg , `` it ca n't be shadows ; she 's off by sunrise , I guess ; come on ! '' `` Avast ! '' cried a voice , whose owner at the same time coming close behind us , laid a hand upon both our shoulders , and then insinuating himself between us , stood stooping forward a little , in the uncertain twilight , strangely peering from Queequeg to me .