five o'clock
I do n't know . The world 's a puzzle and the older one grows , the more it puzzles one . '' After dinner , Miss Pinckney ordered Phyl to put on her hat and they started out for a drive . Every day at five o'clock , weather permitting , Miss Pinckney took an airing . She was one of the sights of Charleston , she , and the dark chestnut horses driven by Abraham the coloured coachman , and the barouche in which she drove ; a carriage of other times , one of those deathless conveyances turned out in Long Acre in the days when varnish was varnish and hand labour had not been ousted by machinery . It was painted in a basket-work pattern , the pattern peculiar to the English Royal carriages , and the whole turn-out had an excellence and a style of its own -- a thing unpurchasable as yesterday . They drove in the direction of the Battery and here they drew up to look at the view .