three o'clock
Indeed , Mr. Casaubon was not used to expect that he should have to repeat or revise his communications of a practical or personal kind . The inclinations which he had deliberately stated on the 2d of October he would think it enough to refer to by the mention of that date ; judging by the standard of his own memory , which was a volume where a vide supra could serve instead of repetitions , and not the ordinary long-used blotting-book which only tells of forgotten writing . But in this case Mr. Casaubon 's confidence was not likely to be falsified , for Dorothea heard and retained what he said with the eager interest of a fresh young nature to which every variety in experience is an epoch . It was three o'clock in the beautiful breezy autumn day when Mr. Casaubon drove off to his Rectory at Lowick , only five miles from Tipton ; and Dorothea , who had on her bonnet and shawl , hurried along the shrubbery and across the park that she might wander through the bordering wood with no other visible companionship than that of Monk , the Great St. Bernard dog , who always took care of the young ladies in their walks . There had risen before her the girl 's vision of a possible future for herself to which she looked forward with trembling hope , and she wanted to wander on in that visionary future without interruption . She walked briskly in the brisk air , the color rose in her cheeks , and her straw bonnet -LRB- which our contemporaries might look at with conjectural curiosity as at an obsolete form of basket -RRB- fell a little backward . She would perhaps be hardly characterized enough if it were omitted that she wore her brown hair flatly braided and coiled behind so as to expose the outline of her head in a daring manner at a time when public feeling required the meagreness of nature to be dissimulated by tall barricades of frizzed curls and bows , never surpassed by any great race except the Feejeean .