half after six
There is the sun at last What a picture ! And the shame of it ! I am hungry ! '' At half after six the yacht let go her anchor a few hundred yards from the quay . Every one was astir by now ; but at the breakfast table there was one vacant chair -- Breitmann 's . M. Ferraud and Fitzgerald exchanged significant glances . In fact , the Frenchman drank his coffee hurriedly and excused himself .