half past seven
`` Poo , '' quoth Aaron , `` any comb maker will furnish you forth as good as new ; those grinders you brag of are not your own , Gelid , you know that . '' `` Indeed , Aaron , my dear , I know nothing of the kind ; but this I know , that I have broken a most lovely white front tooth , ah ! '' `` Oh , you be hanged , '' said Aaron ; `` why , you have been bechopped any time these ten years , I know . '' The time wore on , and it might have been half past seven when we went on deck . It was a very dark night -- Tailtackle had the watch . `` Any thing in sight , Mr Tailtackle ? '' `` Why , no , sir ; but I have just asked your steward for your night glass , as , once or twice -- but it is so thick -- Pray , sir , how far are we off the Hole in the Wall ? ''