one o'clock
`` It 's a judgment on us ! '' `` A fiddlestick ! '' retorted Bob . `` We 'll only drift about like this for a short time ; and , when the tide turns again , it will sweep us back to Spithead like one o'clock ! '' `` I does n't believe that , Master Bob , '' said Dick disconsolately , sitting down on a thwart , and looking longingly at a faint speck in the distance which he thought was Southsea ; although they were almost out of sight of land now , the swift current carrying the boat along nearly four knots an hour . `` We should ha ' tuk warnin ' , Master Bob , by Rover . He knowed what wer ' a-coming and so he swum ashore in time , he did ! ''