about seven o'clock
The feller bit , an ' that was the end of him . `` But that was n't the wust of it . I knew we had to get out the same evenin ' if we was to git out at all , so what did I do but get Bill Rockwell here to hitch up his big double buckboard an ' go out after the five men that were n't on the job . `` He had to drive clear to Great Harbor for one , but he got back with all hands about seven o'clock . Everybody in town was at supper , an ' did n't see us when we clumb aboard the _ Lass _ . When it was pitch-black we cast off the lines , an ' she drifted out on the ebb tide , which just there runs easy a knot an ' a half . Then we got up our headsails so as to get steerage-way on her , and bless my soul if the blocks made a creak !