about three o'clock
From her watching nothing much resulted for some days , although she soon began to suspect that Fan now wore a look of patience , almost of weariness , whenever she was spoken to on religious subjects , that it seemed a relief to her when the lesson was finished , and she could go back to Constance . They were constantly together now , in and out of doors , and the woods had become their daily haunt . And one day they met with an adventure . Arriving about three o'clock at their favourite tree , they saw a young man in a dark blue cycling costume lying on the grass with his hands clasped behind his head , and gazing up into the leafy depths above him . At the same moment he saw them , standing and hesitating which way to turn ; and in a moment he sprang to his feet . He was a handsome young fellow , a little below the medium height , clean shaved , with black hair and very dark blue eyes , which looked black ; his features were very fine , and his skin , although healthy-looking , colourless . `` I perceive that I am an intruder here , '' he said with a smile , and with an admiring glance at Miss Churton 's face .