six o'clock
Say ` yes , ' father . '' `` All right boys . You may go . Tell your mother to give you plenty to eat to take with you -- for it 's only six o'clock , and I suppose you wo n't be home till daylight . '' The delighted boys tore into the house to get their fishing tackle , whilst their mother , telling them to make less clamour , filled an empty box with biscuit , bread , and tinned meats enough for the party of six , and in less than ten minutes they were off again , shouting their goodbyes as they raced through the gate , followed by a native woman carrying the heavy box of food . Martin Flemming turned to his wife with a smile lighting up his somewhat sombre face . `` We shall have a quiet house to-night , Kaiulani , '' he said , calling her by her Hawaiian name .