about eight o'clock
After this , they all three -- the old man , the old woman , and Popsey -- went to the door to see Rosalie start . Popsey could hardly tear herself from the kitten , and the old woman could not make up her mind to stop kissing Rosalie . But at length the good-byes were over , and the child set off once more on her travels , feeling warmed and comforted and strengthened . It was about eight o'clock now , so there was no time to lose . She easily found the Pendleton road , and the old man had directed her when she found it to go straight on , turning neither to the right hand nor to the left , till she reached Pendleton itself . She would pass through several villages , he said , but she was not to turn aside in any direction . So Rosalie had no further anxiety about the way she was to go .