about four o'clock
Two or three times Mr. Robert heads the _ Pyxie _ up into it and debates about takin ' in the mainsail . Then he decides it would be better to square off and make for some cove he knows of on the north shore of Long Island . So we let out the sheet a bit more and go plungin ' along . Must have been about four o'clock when it got to blowin ' hardest . A puff would hit us and souse the bow under , with the spray flyin ' clear over us . We 'd heel until the water was runnin ' white along the lee deck from bow to stern . Then it would let up a bit , and the yacht would straighten and sort of shake herself before another came .