about three o'clock
I remember nothing at all , either of the inn or the host or the food -- nothing but the name of the inn , for the name struck me , with a dreary kind of wit , as reflective of the cross-purposes which we were at . We three dined together , in profound silence , except when Dolly addressed a word or two to her maid . As for me , she took the food which I carved , all as if I were a servant , without even such a thank-you as a man gives to a servant . We took the road again , about three o'clock ; and even then the day was beginning to draw in a little , very bleak and dismal ; and that , too , I took as a symbol of my heart within , and of my circumstances and prospects . Certainly I had gained my desire in one way ; I had got Dolly away from Court ; yet that was the single point I had to congratulate myself upon . All else , it appeared , was ruined . I had lost all the advantage , or very nearly all , that I had ever won from the King -- -LRB- for I knew , that although he had been merry at the end of the time , he would not forget how I had worsted him -RRB- -- and as for Dolly , I supposed she would never speak to me again .