two o’clock
`` Mucho , mucho , '' sung out Bang , who meant by that that he was much obliged . At length Don Ricardo came to our aid . He had arranged a party into the country for next morning , and invited us all to come back to a tertulia in the evening , and to take beds in his house , he undertaking to provide bestias to carry us . We therefore strolled out , a good deal puzzled what to make of ourselves until the evening , when we fell in with one of the captains of the English ships then loading , who told us that there was a sort of hotel a little way down the street , where we might dine at two o'clock at the table d'hote . It was as yet only twelve , so we stumbled into this hotel to reconnoitre , and a sorry affair it was . The public room was fitted with rough wooden tables , at which Spaniards , Americans , and Englishmen , sat and smoked , and drank sangaree , hot punch , or cold grog , as best suited them , and committed a vast variety of miscellaneous abominations during their potations . We were about giving up all thoughts of the place , and had turned to go to the door , when in popped our friend Don Ricardo .