about seven o'clock
`` Weel , '' thought I , `` that 's twa things aff my head -- Isabella will surely be pleased now -LRB- for they ca 'd her Isabella -RRB- . I 've been fortunate in meeting wi ' them baith -- in killing twa birds wi ' ae stane . '' But the appointed Wednesday nicht came , and perfectly do I recollect , that a dark , dirty , gousty nicht it was . I had full three miles to go to see her , and about seven o'clock I pulled out my watch , and I went to the door . A sma ' drizzling rain came battering on my face . I looked a ' round about the heavens , and saw that there was nae appearance o ' the nicht 's clearing up , and , thinks I -- `` Weel , she 'll ne'er think o ' coming to meet me the nicht . She 'll no be sae daft .