Eleven o'clock
What right had he , or any one in such a strait as his , to assume that the faith of the present is no longer capable of the same stern self-destructive consistency as the faith of the past ? He knew that to such Christian purity , such Christian inwardness as Catherine 's , the ultimate sanction and legitimacy of marriage rest , both in theory and practice , on a common acceptance of the definite commands and promises of a miraculous revelation . He had had a proof of it in Catherine 's passionate repugnance to the idea of Rose 's marriage with Edward Langham . Eleven o'clock striking from the distant tower . He walked desperately along the wood-path , meaning to go through the copse at the end of it towards the park , and look there . He had just passed into the copse , a thick interwoven mass of young trees , when he heard the sound of the gate which on the farther side of it led on to the road . He hurried on ; the trees closed behind him ; the grassy path broadened ; and there , under an arch of young oak and hazel , stood Catherine , arrested by the sound of his step .