about four o'clock
`` In my dressing-room , '' said Helen . `` No , no , '' cried Rosalind ; `` I would not have to sit with you there for an hour , watching you quiver and quake every time a door opened , for my heiresship . Let us walk to the great lime-tree , and stay there till you come . '' `` And so envelop yourselves in a November woodland fog , wherein to sit waiting till about four o'clock ! The wisdom lies with Helen this time , Miss Torrington ; I think you have both of you been pelted long enough with falling leaves for to-day , and therefore I strongly recommend that you come in and wait for my communication beside a blazing fire . Have you no new book , no lively novel or fancy-stirring romance , wherewith to beguile the time ? '' `` Novels and romances !