five o’clock
When , at tea time , on the deck of the war-ship , he again met Senator Hanley and the guests of the SERAPIS , he could not forget that his career had come to an end . There was much to remind him that this was so . He was made aware of it by the sad , sympathetic glances of the women ; by their tactful courtesies ; by the fact that Livingstone , anxious to propitiate Hanley , treated him rudely ; by the sight of the young officers , each just starting upon a career of honor , and possible glory , as his career ended in humiliation ; and by the big war-ship herself , that recalled certain crises when he had only to press a button and war-ships had come at his bidding . At five o'clock there was an awkward moment . The Royal Mail boat , having taken on her cargo , passed out of the harbor on her way to Jamaica , and dipped her colors . Senator Hanley , abandoned to his fate , observed her departure in silence . Livingstone , hovering at his side , asked sympathetically : `` Have they answered your cable , sir ? ''