about seven o'clock
`` What can I do ? '' said Sally . `` I will tell you that too , '' said Rachel . `` You must take a walk next Sunday afternoon to the churchyard , and the first man you meet in a blue coat , with a large posy of pinks and southernwood in his bosom , sitting on the churchyard wall , about seven o'clock , he will be the man . '' `` Provided , '' said Sally , much disturbed , `` that he has grey eyes , and stoops . '' `` O , to be sure , '' said Rachel ; `` otherwise it is not the right man . '' `` But if I should mistake , '' said Sally ; `` for two men may happen to have a coat and eyes of the same color . ''