three o’clock in the afternoon on the eighth of
January, eighteen hundred
`` I deserve the scoff , '' said he : `` Those were days of sin . I deserve every humiliation that can be put upon me . But I have since found the grace of God . I found it at three o'clock in the afternoon on the eighth of January , eighteen hundred and -- '' `` Never mind the year , '' I interrupted . My gorge rose . The man was a sanctimonious Chadband . He had come with nefarious designs on Judith 's slender capital .