eleven o'clock
Good bye , old cronies ! '' And so saying , Jim turned away , and walked off with a proud , erect bearing . His old companions raised a feeble shout , but according to Jim 's account , the laugh was so much on the wrong side of their mouths , that it did n't seem to him anything like a laugh . At eleven o'clock , Mr. Jones came out as usual , and said -- `` Well , Jim , I suppose you begin to feel a little like it was grog-time ? '' ' `` No , sir , '' Jim replied . `` I 'm done with grog . '' `` Done with grog ! ''