eight o’clock in the evening
`` Why , my dear sir , you are an improvisatore of the first quality . '' We rowed ashore , and nothing particular happened that day , until we sat down to dinner at Mr S -- ` s . We had a very agreeable party . Captain Transom and Mr Bang were , as usual , the life of the company ; and it was verging towards eight o'clock in the evening , when an English sailor , apparently belonging to the merchant service , came into the piazza , and planted himself opposite to the window where I sat . He made various nautical salaams , until he had attracted my attention . `` Excuse me , '' I said to Mr S -- , `` there is some one in the piazza wanting me . '' I rose .