twelve o’clock
Concerning his own rages , I am convinced that they are not real , that they are sometimes experiments , but that in the main they are the habits of a pose or attitude he has seen fit to take toward his fellow-men . I know , with the possible exception of the incident of the dead mate , that I have not seen him really angry ; nor do I wish ever to see him in a genuine rage , when all the force of him is called into play . While on the question of vagaries , I shall tell what befell Thomas Mugridge in the cabin , and at the same time complete an incident upon which I have already touched once or twice . The twelve o'clock dinner was over , one day , and I had just finished putting the cabin in order , when Wolf Larsen and Thomas Mugridge descended the companion stairs . Though the cook had a cubby-hole of a state-room opening off from the cabin , in the cabin itself he had never dared to linger or to be seen , and he flitted to and fro , once or twice a day , a timid spectre . `` So you know how to play ` Nap , ''' Wolf Larsen was saying in a pleased sort of voice . `` I might have guessed an Englishman would know .