nine o'clock
And so I cleared out on board my own ship and stayed there , not knowing what to do and wishing you all at the bottom of the sea . Do n't mistake me , Mrs. Travers ; it 's you , the people aft , that I wished at the bottom of the sea . I had nothing against the poor devils on board , They would have trusted me quick enough . So I fumed there till -- till ... '' `` Till nine o'clock or a little after , '' suggested Mrs. Travers , impenetrably . `` No . Till I remembered you , '' said Lingard with the utmost innocence . `` Do you mean to say that you forgot my existence so completely till then ?