about nine o'clock
The long pull across the starlit waters of the harbor was peculiarly refreshing and restful after the thrilling events of the day . Irene said with a laugh that it was almost worth while being kidnapped for the sake of becoming a heroine , and Mr. Fenshawe yielded to the soothing influence of the hour in expressing the opinion that he expected to hear of the Baron 's unconditional release early next day . `` By the way , '' said the girl , speaking to the boatswain , `` how was Mrs. Haxton when you left the yacht ? '' `` She was all right , miss , when I saw her about nine o'clock . She was just goin ' ashore -- '' `` Going ashore ! '' For the life of her , Irene could not help the blank wonderment of that repetition . `` Yes , miss .