midnight
As the Proserpine is , perhaps , the fastest ship '' -- at this remark Sir Frederick smiled ironically , while Lyon raised his eyebrows like one who saw a marvel -- `` as the Proserpine is , perhaps , the fastest ship , she ought to go the furthest to leeward ; and I will get under way and stand off to sea , keeping well to the northward and eastward , as if I were running for the Straits of Bonifacio , for instance , until it gets to be dark , when I will haul up south for a couple of hours or so ; then come up as high as southeast until we are to the southward of the Gulf of Salerno . This will be before daylight , if the wind stand . At daylight , then , you may look out for me off Piane , say two leagues , and to seaward , I hope , of the lugger . You shall follow , Sir Frederick , just as the sun sets , and keep in my wake , as near as possible , heaving to , however , at midnight . This will bring you fairly abreast of the gulf and about midway between the two capes , a little west of south from Campanella . Lyon , you can lie here until the night has fairly set in , when you can pass between Capri and the cape and run down south two hours and heave to . This will place you in a position to watch the passage to and from the gulf under the northern shore . ''