six in the evening
inquired the boatswain , in surprise . Bassett , explained , and a troubled expression appeared on the seaman 's face as he listened . He was thinking of the last conversation he had had with the youth , and the hearty way in which he had agreed with him as to the pernicious action of malt and other agreeable liquors on the human frame . He remembered that he had committed himself to the statement that wild horses could not make him drink before six in the evening , and then not more than one half-pint . `` It 's a long walk for a ' ot day , '' he said , slowly . `` It might be too much for you . '' `` Oh , no ; I 'm a good walker , '' said Bassett .