About twelve o'clock
So strong was my own anxiety , I could not keep off the deck until we had anchored on account of the flood ; and much did I envy Rupert , who had coolly turned in as soon as it was dark , and went to sleep . When the anchor was down , I endeavoured to imitate his example . On turning out next morning , I found the vessel in Newburgh Bay , with a fair wind . About twelve o'clock I could see the mouth of the creek , and the Wallingford fairly entering it , her sails disappearing behind the trees , just as I caught sight of them . As no other craft of her size ever went up to that landing , I could not be mistaken in the vessel . By getting ashore half a mile above the creek , there was a farm-road that would lead to the house by a cut so short , as nearly to bring us there as soon as Neb could possibly arrive with his dire , but false intelligence . The place was pointed out to the captain , who had extracted our secret from us , and who good-naturedly consented to do all we asked of him .