eleven in the morning
Two hours later , in the midst of my dressing , I looked out of the window again , and I saw the St. Mawes packet reaching across towards Falmouth merrily , quite as if nothing had happened . Yet something -- I told myself -- _ must _ have happened . The Copenhagen Academy enjoyed a holiday that day , for Captain Branscome failed to present himself , and Mr. Stimcoe lay under the influence of sedatives . At eleven in the morning he awoke , and began to discuss the character of Talleyrand at the pitch of his voice . Its echoes reached me where I sat disconsolate in the deserted schoolroom , and I went upstairs to the bedroom door to offer my services . Doggy Bates , Pilkington , and Scotty Maclean had hied them immediately after breakfast to the harbour , to beg , borrow , or steal a boat and fish for mackerel ; and Mrs. Stimcoe , worn out with watching , set down my faithful presence to motives of which I was shamefully innocent . In point of fact , I had lurked at home because I could not bear company .