about seven o'clock
`` If I were only in New York , '' he said to himself , `` I would see that Florence did n't suffer . I will write her to let me know if she is in need , and I will send her some money . '' About this time he met with an adventure which deserves to be noted . It was about seven o'clock one evening that he found himself in Mission Street . At a street corner his attention was drawn to a woman poorly dressed , who held by the hand a child of three . Her clothing was shabby , and her attitude was one of despondency . It was clear that she was ill and in trouble .