five o'clock
The shadow of Mr. Archibald seemed doomed to rest upon our anniversaries . This second one , though more than exciting enough , had not answered my expectations : and , on the third , when I presented myself at the Bun Shop it was to learn with dismay that Miss Plinlimmon had not arrived ; with dismay and something more -- for I had walked into the country towards Plympton early that morning and raided an orchard under the trees of which grew a fine crop of columbines , seeded from a neighbouring garden . Also I jingled together in my pocket no less a sum than two bright shillings , which Mr. Trapp had magnificently handed over to me out of a wager of five he had made with an East Country skipper that I could dive and take the water , hands first , off the jib-boom of any vessel selected from the shipping then at anchor in Cattewater . I knew that Miss Plinlimmon wanted a box to hold her skeins , and I also knew the price of one in a window in George Street , and had the shopman 's promise not to part with it before five o'clock that evening . I wished Miss Plinlimmon to admire it first , and then I meant to enter the shop in a lordly fashion and , emerging , to put the treasure in her hands . So I paced the pavement in front of Mr. Tucker 's , the prey of a thousand misgivings . But at length , and fully half an hour late , she hove in sight .