six o'clock
She runs quickly across the meadow , and within it , under shelter of the hedge , near a half-open gate , stands Mrs Griffith Jenkins . ` Where is Howel ? ' asks Netta hastily . ` He did write yesterday to say he ` ould bring the carriage from Swansea to meet us at Tynewydd , and he was sure to be there by six o'clock , ' ` Let us make haste then , Aunt ` Lisbeth . Why did n't he come here himself ? I have a great mind to turn back . ' ` Come you , Netta , fach !