midnight
I had the watch from eight to twelve that night , and at half after ten Mrs. Johns came on deck again . She did not speak to me , but dropped into a steamer-chair and yawned , stretching out her arms . By the light of the companion lantern , I saw that she had put on one of the loose negligees she affected for undress , and her arms were bare except for a fall of lace . At eight bells -LRB- midnight -RRB- Burns took my place . Charlie Jones was at the wheel , and McNamara in the crow 's - nest . Mrs. Johns was dozing in her chair . The yacht was making perhaps four knots , and , far behind , the small white light of the jolly-boat showed where she rode .