About seven o'clock
Diana did not know , but believed it was a relation of old Mr. Weasel , who belonged to the same farm that Tom did . This set them all guessing again , for it was well known that Tom and Old Weasel did not speak to each other : and in the end they were all just as wise as in the beginning . -LSB- Illustration : ENSIGN SQUEAKER AND MISS ROSE . -RSB- About seven o'clock the same evening an attentive observer might have noticed Miss Rose emerging from her door very quietly , and making the best of her way to the green fields that bordered the sea-coast close by . An ill-natured person would have said that Miss Rose had taken especial pains with her toilet , and that she carried her parasol with a lack-a-daisical air ; but Rose herself , at her last peep in the glass , had thought that she looked very nicely indeed ; and so it would appear thought Ensign Squeaker -LRB- of the Household Pigade -RRB- , who , with his regimental sword by his side , and his pocket telescope in his hand , sauntered along the pathway , _ merely _ to enjoy the beauty of the evening , and inhale the fresh breezes from the ocean . How it happened that Young Squeaker and Miss Rose met at the corner of the cliff , just as the village clock struck the half-past seven , no one knows ; certain only it is that they did meet ; and that after the interchange of the usual compliments , Miss Rose accepted Mr. Squeaker 's proffered arm , and that the pair wandered about by the sea-shore until the moon rose ; and Miss Rose , in great trepidation at finding it so late , desired her companion to escort her home . Nor is it known what Mr. Squeaker said when he bade a fond adieu to his dear Rose , nor for how long after Rose sat in her arbour in the garden and watched the bats flitting across the moon .