eight o'clock
Then with his sort of sickly smile , -- for he was bland even to his child , -- `` Will you kindly inquire when the first coach leaves ? '' All the active cares of their careful life devolved upon that quiet child . She kissed her father , placed before him a cough mixture which he had brought from London , and went out silently to make the necessary inquiries , and prepare for the journey back . At eight o'clock the father and child were seated in the night-coach , with one other passenger , -- a man muffled up to the chin . After the first mile the man let down one of the windows . Though it was summer the air was chill and raw . Digby shivered and coughed .