eight o'clock
Why did I venture to the north With one that did not mind me ? I 'm sure I 've seen a better limb And twenty better faces ; But still my mind it runs on him When I am at the races ! '' Francesca left the room at this , and closed the door behind her with such energy that the bust of Sir Walter rocked on the hall shelf . Running upstairs she locked herself in her bedroom , and came down again only to help us receive Jane Grieve , who arrived at eight o'clock . In times of joy Salemina , Francesca , and I occasionally have our trifling differences of opinion , but in hours of affliction we are as one flesh . An all-wise Providence sent us Jane Grieve for fear that we should be too happy in Pettybaw . Plans made in heaven for the discipline of sinful human flesh are always successful , and this was no exception .