about eight o'clock
In front of the portico was one of the broad walks of the garden , for on this side the garden extended up to the house . At least there was no fence between , though there was a small plot of green grass next to the house ; and next to that came the trees and flowers . One pleasant evening Dwight and Caleb were playing on this grass , waiting for Madam Rachel to come and call them in to the sofa . It was about eight o'clock , but it was not dark . The western sky still looked bright ; for though the sun had gone down , so that it could no longer shine upon the trees and houses , it still shone upon the clouds and atmosphere above , and made them look bright . Presently Madam Rachel came , and stood at the window . `` Where 's David ? ''