two o'clock
It seemed too wonderful to be true ! Hearty were the congratulations showered upon me at Potts Point , you may be sure , when I told my tale , and my health was drunk at lunch with much goodwill . But our minds were too much taken up with the arrangements for our departure that afternoon to allow us to think very much of anything else . By two o'clock we were ready to leave the house , by half-past we were on board the yacht , at three-fifteen the anchor was up , and a few moments later we were ploughing our way down the harbour . Our search for Phyllis had reached another stage . To those who have had no experience of the South Pacific the constantly recurring beauties of our voyage would have seemed like a foretaste of Heaven itself . From Sydney , until the Loyalty Group lay behind us , we had one long spell of exquisite weather .