about ten
o'clock
The lagoon teemed with an immense variety of fish , none of which were poisonous , and both green and hawk-bill turtle were captured almost daily . How those natives of ours could eat ! One morning some of the children brought five hundred turtle eggs into camp ; they were all eaten at three meals . That calm , quiet night the heat was somewhat oppressive , but about ten o'clock a faint air from the eastward began to gently rustle the tops of the loftiest palms on the inner beaches , though we felt it not , owing to the dense undergrowth at the back of the camp . Then , too , the mosquitoes were troublesome , and a nanny-goat , who had lost her kid -LRB- in the oven -RRB- kept up such an incessant blaring that we could stand it no longer , and decided to walk across the island -- less than a mile -- to the weather side , where we should not only get the breeze , but be free of the curse of mosquitoes . `` Over to the windward beach , '' we called out to our natives . In an instant , men , women and children were on their feet .