six o'clock
The stewardess -- a colored woman -- laughed when she saw the half-awake little passenger ; but she was very good-natured , whipped off Eyebright 's boots , hat , and jacket , in a twinkling , and tucked her into a little berth , where in three minutes she was napping like a dormouse . There was a great deal of whistling and screeching and ringing of bells when the boat left her dock , heavy feet trampled over the deck just above the berth , the water lapped and hissed ; but not one of these things did Eyebright hear , nor was she conscious of the rock-ing motion of the waves . Straight through them all she slept ; and when at last she waked , the boat was no longer at sea , and there was hardly any motion to be felt . It was not yet six o'clock . The shut-up cabin was dark and close , except for one ray of yellow sun , which straggled through a crack , and lay across the carpet like a long finger . It flickered , and seemed to beckon , as if it wanted to say , `` Get up , Eyebright , it is morning at last ; get up , and come out with me . '' She felt so rested and fresh that the invitation was irresistible ; and slipping from the berth , she put on dress and boots , which were laid on a chair near by , tied the hat over her unbrushed hair , and with her warm jacket in hand , stole out of the cabin and ran lightly upstairs to the deck .