one o'clock
The day for my departure arrived -- hot , 110 degrees in the shade . It was a Wednesday afternoon . Frank Hawden was to take me as far as Gool-Gool that evening , and see me on to the coach next day . I would arrive in Yarnung about twelve or one o'clock on Thursday night , where , according to arrangement , Mr M'Swat would be waiting to take me to a hotel , thence to his home next day . My trunks and other belongings were stowed in the buggy , to which the fat horses were harnessed . They stood beneath the dense shade of a splendid kurrajong , and lazily flicked the flies off themselves while Frank Hawden held the reins and waited for me . I rushed frantically round the house taking a last look at nooks and pictures dear to me , and then aunt Helen pressed my hand and kissed me , saying : `` The house will be lonely without you , but you must brighten up , and I 'm sure you will not find things half as bad as you expect them . ''