About two o'clock in the morning
Shortly afterwards Marables came out again , and told me I might go to bed , and he would keep the deck till Fleming 's return . I assented , and went down to the cuddy ; but I did not much like this permission . It appeared to me as if he wanted to get rid of me , and I laid awake , turning over in my mind all that I had heard and seen . About two o'clock in the morning I heard the sound of oars , and the skiff strike the side of the barge . I did not go up , but I put my head up the scuttle to see what was going on . It was broad moonlight , and almost as clear as day . Fleming threw up the painter of the skiff to Marables , and , as he held it , lifted out of the boat a blue bag , apparently well filled .