About three o'clock
As God had created the world , so did Brandon create Polchester as nearly in his own likeness as might be -- there they all were and there , please God , they would all be for ever ! Bending his mind then to this new campaign , he thought that he would go and see the Dean . He knew by this time , he fancied , exactly how to prepare the Dean 's mind for the proper reception of an idea , although , in truth , he was as simple over his plots and plans as a child brick-building in its nursery . About three o'clock one afternoon he prepared to sally forth . The Dean 's house was on the other side of the Cathedral , and you had to go down the High Street and then to the left up Orange Street to get to it , an irrational roundabout proceeding that always irritated the Archdeacon . Very splendid he looked , his top-hat shining , his fine high white collar , his spotless black clothes , his boots shapely and smart . -LRB- He and Bentinck - Major were , I suppose , the only two clergymen in Polchester who used boot - trees . -RRB-