about
four o'clock
Thought a way out o ' our mess , Gib ? '' `` Not yet , '' replied Mr. Gibney as he rolled out of bed , `` but eggs is always stimulatin ' , and I do n't give up hope on a full stomach . '' An hour later they were tied up under the coal bunkers , and at Mr. Gibney 's suggestion some twenty tons of sacked coal were piled on top of the fo ` castle head and on the main deck for 'd , in case of emergency . They lay in the harbour all day until about four o'clock , when Mr. Gibney , by virtue of his authority as supercargo , ordered the lines cast off and the _ Maggie _ steamed out of the harbour . Off Point Loma they veered to the south , leaving the Coronado Islands on the starboard quarter , ten miles to the west . Mr. Gibney was below with Captain Scraggs , battling with the problem that confronted them , when the mate stuck his head down the companion-way to report a large power schooner coming out from the lee of the Coronados and standing off on a course calculated to intercept the _ Maggie _ in an hour or two . Captain Scraggs and Mr. Gibney sprang up on the bridge at once , the latter with Scraggs 's long glass up to his eye .