four o'clock in the afternoon
`` I must mind my mistress , Mr. Bowie , '' says Clara . `` And how should I interfere with that , as I 've said twenty times , when I 'm safe in the Crimea ? I 'll get the licence this day , say what ye will : and then you would not have the heart to let me spend two pounds twelve and sixpence for nothing . '' Whether the last most Caledonian argument conquered or not , Mr. Bowie got the licence , was married before breakfast the next morning , and started for the Crimea at four o'clock in the afternoon ; most astonished , as he confided in the train to Sergeant MacArthur , `` to see a lassie that never gave him a kind word in her life , and had not been married but barely six hours , greet and greet at his going , till she vanished away into hystericals . They 're a very unfathomable species , Sergeant , are they women ; and if they were taken out o ' man , they took the best part o ' Adam wi ' them , and left us to shift with the worse . '' But to return to Campbell . The last week has altered him frightfully .