About eight o'clock
She checked Tuesday 's gait , and let Smythe come up beside her . `` What time was it when he passed the post-office ? '' she asked . `` About eight o'clock . '' And now it was almost noon ! She spurred her pony on . They turned the corner at Thompson 's , galloping , and caught a glimpse of Mrs. Thompson in the doorway , with a look of wonder on her face .