six o'clock
`` But , indeed , Dorothy , '' I protested , '' 't was all your fault . You had plagued me beyond endurance . '' `` I fear you are a very bold young man , '' she answered pensively , and when I would have proved the truth of her assertion , sent me packing . So the week passed , the day came when we were to leave Williamsburg , and at six o'clock one cool October morning , the great coach of the Washingtons rolled westward down the sandy street , the maples casting long shadows across the road . And on the side where Mistress Dorothy sat , I was riding at the window . I was received civilly enough at Riverview , and soon determined to remain there until Major Washington returned from the west . My aunt treated me with great consideration , doubtless because she feared to anger me , and I soon fell into the routine of the estate .