ten o'clock
The pastor did yeoman 's service that day , and at sundown they all went back to their ship , very grumpy and dissatisfied , returning no wiser than when they 'd come . Iosefo held a service afterwards to rub it in , and the king spoke at it , and likewise the chiefs , and so in our different ways we all pulled together for the common good . They had quite a jollification that night on the schooner , singing songs and playing some kind of a hurdy-gurdy on deck , and the sound of it come over the water very pleasant to hear . I sneaked off in a canoe toward ten o'clock , to make sure it was n't a blind , but there was no misdoubting what they were up to . They were all drunk , and getting drunker , and I could n't but think what a poor , tipsifying set of sleuths they were , and how different from Sherlock Holmes in the book . I lay for nearly an hour under their quarter , to hear what I could hear , and all I got was the odds and ends of some smutty stories , and once being very near spit on the head . When I got back to the station there was Tom to meet me , it being eleven now , and the village fast asleep .