four o'clock
It 's impossible to speak to a nicety . ' '' ` And what , ' I heard Mr. Robinson observe , as I turned away , ` is twelve miles in this here watery wilderness of leagues ? ' '' ` And then she gave a laugh , as if some one had made her feel glad ; and it was all like music and poetry , I can tell you , her laughing , and his softness , and the water smooth , and the yacht sailing along as if she enjoyed it , like a hard-worked vessel out for a holiday . `` Time passed till it come on four o'clock on the afternoon of that day . There was a redness in the western heavens that betokened more wind , though the sun still stood high . Meanwhile the breeze hung steady . There was the smoke of a steamer away on our starboard quarter , and there was nothing else in sight .