About three o'clock
Who knew but what -- but stay , we must bring ourselves up here with a round turn , or we shall be anticipating what 's to come . To make a long story short -- for it must be remembered that what I am telling you is only the prelude to all the extraordinary things that will have to be told later on -- the day of sailing came . I went down to the boat on the morning of her departure , and got my baggage safely stowed away in my cabin before the rush set in . About three o'clock we hove our anchor and steamed slowly down the Bay . I had been below when the Wetherells arrived on board , so the young lady had not yet become aware of my presence . Whether she would betray any astonishment when she did find out was beyond my power to tell ; at any rate , I know that I was by a long way the happiest man aboard the boat that day . However , I was not to be kept long in suspense .