about three o'clock
Good-bye to thee , Hallam . Thou ` lt be going through t ' park , I expect ? '' `` Ay ; I 'll like enough find company there . '' It was about three o'clock , gray and chill . There had been a good deal of snow , and , except where it was brushed away from the foot-path , it lay white and unbroken , the black trunks of the trees among it looking like pillars of ebony in the ivory-paved courts of a temple . Up in the sky winter was passing with all his somber train , the clouds flying rapidly in great grotesque masses , and seeming to touch the tops of the trees like a gloomy , floating veil . Phyllis and Elizabeth , wrapped in woolens and furs , walked cheerily on , Phyllis leaning upon the arm of Elizabeth .