midnight
In short , did we know of any sailors who would bring the yacht into Benicia ? Charley looked at me . The _ Reindeer _ was lying in a snug place . We had nothing on hand in the way of patrol work till midnight . With the wind then blowing , we could sail the yacht into Benicia in a couple of hours , have several more hours ashore , and come back to the smelter on the evening train . `` All right , captain , '' Charley said to the disconsolate yachtsman , who smiled in sickly fashion at the title . `` I 'm only the owner , '' he explained .