about four o'clock
The consolation Charlotte can bring to an invalid I experience from my own heart , which suffers more from her absence than many a poor creature lingering on a bed of sickness . She is gone to spend a few days in the town with a very worthy woman , who is given over by the physicians , and wishes to have Charlotte near her in her last moments . I accompanied her last week on a visit to the Vicar of S -- , a small village in the mountains , about a league hence . We arrived about four o'clock : Charlotte had taken her little sister with her . When we entered the vicarage court , we found the good old man sitting on a bench before the door , under the shade of two large walnut-trees . At the sight of Charlotte he seemed to gain new life , rose , forgot his stick , and ventured to walk toward her . She ran to him , and made him sit down again ; then , placing herself by his side , she gave him a number of messages from her father , and then caught up his youngest child , a dirty , ugly little thing , the joy of his old age , and kissed it .