about
midday
It was , as I had thought , Torode himself , and I would have given all I possessed -- which indeed was not overmuch -- to know what was passing concerning me in that great black head of his . But I did not ask him , for I should not have expected him to tell me . I just ate and drank every scrap of what he brought me , with as cheerful an air as I could compass , and thanked him politely when I had done . On the third day of my confinement , and as near as I could tell about midday , the small round porthole of my cabin was suddenly darkened by a flap of sail let down from above , purposely I judged , and shortly afterwards I found the ship was at rest . It was after dark when Torode came in , and , without a word , bandaged my eyes tightly , and then called in two of his men , who shouldered me , and carried me up the companion and laid me in a boat . The passage was a short one , about as far I thought as , say , from the anchorage at Herm to the landing-place . Then they shouldered me again , and stumbled up a rocky way and along a passage where their feet echoed hollowly , and finally laid me down and went away .