three o’clock
When we consider how great our sorrows SEEM , and how small they ARE ; how we think we shall die of grief , and how quickly we forget , I think we ought to be ashamed of ourselves and our fickle-heartedness . For , after all , what business has time to bring us consolation ? I have not , perhaps , in the course of my multifarious adventures and experience , hit upon the right woman ; and have forgotten , after a little , every single creature I adored ; but I think , if I could but have lighted on the right one , I would have loved her for EVER . I must have sat for some hours bemoaning myself on the garden bench , for it was morning when I came to Castle Brady , and the dinner-bell clanged as usual at three o'clock , which wakened me up from my reverie . Presently I gathered up the handkerchief , and once more took the riband . As I passed through the offices , I saw the Captain 's saddle was still hanging up at the stable-door , and saw his odious red-coated brute of a servant swaggering with the scullion-girls and kitchen-people . ` The Englishman 's still there , Master Redmond , ' said one of the maids to me -LRB- a sentimental black-eyed girl , who waited on the young ladies -RRB- .