about six o'clock
But her native temper made her quiver to take him and shake some sense in him , whether he were ill or not . It was in a strained , quiet voice that she said : `` I 'm not going to talk any more about it . You 'll get it when you say good-bye to me in Sydney , '' and so she turned away . Just as the _ Oriana _ sailed , about six o'clock she saw him come aboard alone . His face was swollen , his eye blackened by a bruise ; his collar was splashed with blood and his white drill suit very dirty and crumpled . She had seen Ole Fred carried on board some time ago by sympathetic , rather maudlin friends . She guessed that war had flamed up between the incongruous allies .