about three o'clock
This was the plight of Thady Quinlan as , leaving Lisconnel , soon lapt out of sight behind him amid the grey web of the rain-mists , he tramped haltingly away , with Mrs. Kilfoyle 's cloak bundled under his arm , and the dread of pursuit on his mind , and in his heart a great remorse , the object of which you are perhaps guessing wrongly . But he had also a hope and a purpose , and is therefore not wholly to be pitied , although the one did wane until the other looked impossible , as mile after mile unrolled its drenched and dreary length without bringing him apparently nearer to his goal . All the while , however , he was slowly gaining upon a traveller , who had taken the same road a few hours earlier , hopelessly and aimlessly , and even more inadequately equipped than he . It was his sister Judy Quinlan , from whom he had parted on the worst of terms about three o'clock that morning . The fact is that the Tinkers ' raid upon Jerry Dunne 's premises , although carried out with unusual success , had led , not at all unusually , to complications when it was time to divide the spoil . Over Mrs. Dunne 's second-best shawl it was that the difficulty arose . Mrs. Dunne , despite her husband 's thrifty turn , owned many shawls , few of them inferior enough to be worn at all frequently , and she had pinned on this one three times only during the half-dozen years of her proprietresship .