Midnight
She 'll be overhauled before eight bells to-morrow . '' `` Those Yankees are slippery chaps , sir , '' said the lieutenant , shaking his head . The hours went swiftly by , and Captain Avery remained on deck , pacing thoughtfully to and fro . Midnight went by and still the wind held good . It was a strong , northerly breeze , upon which he could have asked for no improvement . `` Lights ! Lights !