10:50 in the evening
But night fell and wrapped the surging ocean in its shadows . By then I thought our expedition had come to an end , that we would never see this fantastic animal again . I was mistaken . At 10:50 in the evening , that electric light reappeared three miles to windward of the frigate , just as clear and intense as the night before . The narwhale seemed motionless . Was it asleep perhaps , weary from its workday , just riding with the waves ? This was our chance , and Commander Farragut was determined to take full advantage of it .