about eight o'clock
Now , when he was alone and going toward her on a beautiful morning , the anger and bitterness of Monday fled away , became unreal , and the sweet dream of the Sunday parting grew the reality . She was waiting for him now . She had on her pretty blue dress , and the wide hat that always made her look so arch . He had said about eight o'clock . The swift team was carrying him along the cross-road , which was little travelled , and he was alone with his thoughts . He fell again upon his plans . Another year at school for them both , and then he 'd go into a law office .