three o’clock
My booby cousin had never seen enough of me to be very familiar with my countenance , and a few years make great difference between youth and manhood . I understood he was a breeder of cattle and proud of his stock . I dressed myself , therefore , as a substantial farmer , and with the assistance of a red scratch that came low down on my forehead , made a complete change in my physiognomy . It was past three o'clock when I arrived at the gate of the park , and Was admitted by an old woman , who was washing in a dilapidated building which had once been a porter 's lodge . I advanced up the remains of a noble avenue , many of the trees of which had been cut down and sold for timber . The grounds were in scarcely better keeping than during my uncle 's lifetime . The grass was overgrown with weeds , and the trees wanted pruning and clearing of dead branches .