Two o’clock
I said . `` Never , '' he repeated dreamily without looking at me , and then flew into sudden activity . `` Jove ! Two o'clock , and I sail at four ! '' ` It was true . A brigantine of Stein 's was leaving for the westward that afternoon , and he had been instructed to take his passage in her , only no orders to delay the sailing had been given . I suppose Stein forgot .