midnight
`` I knew haow ` twould be , '' said Disko . `` She 's drawed the wind raound already . Some one oughter put a deesist on thet packet . She 'll snore till midnight , an ' jest when we 're gittin ' our sleep she 'll strike adrift . Good job we ai n't crowded with craft hereaways . But I ai n't goin ' to up anchor fer Chatham . She may hold . ''