about four in the
afternoon
`` I wonder he did n't remember Nat , '' thought Rodney , and it was surprising because the squire was a great admirer of a good horse and knew the `` points '' of all the best in the county . A little farther along lived the Roscomes . There he was sure of finding a place to spend the night . It was then about four in the afternoon . He would have time to get his supper and then ride up on the hill for one more look at the familiar view . The Roscomes , father and son , owned but a small plantation , but their hospitality was princely and it was with difficulty he got away for the hill . Hitching Nat in a grove at the foot , he climbed to the top just in season to see the sunset and the extended view , which had been so familiar to him , so that he felt well repaid .