ten o'clock in the morning
We went -- I on Skylark , who is the joy of my life , and he on a borrowed horse , and we had a perfectly wonderful time . I do n't think Whythe will ever be much of a lawyer , but as a love-maker he has n't an equal on earth -- that is , any I have ever heard . As we rode down the main street of Twickenham everybody in the town seemed on it . Princess Street is the only one called by a name , though of course the others have names , and it is the place where everybody meets everybody else and learns all the news ; and if anybody went to sleep that night without knowing that Whythe and I had started on a ride at ten o'clock in the morning and did n't get back until three it was because that person was too deaf to hear and could n't understand the movement of lips . I did n't know I was doing anything I ought n't , and if I did it I am not sorry . I had a grand time . It was a gorgeous day and cool enough for me to wear my brown-linen riding-habit and high boots , which , with a stock collar and small sailor hat , made me look real nice , and the way the people stared at me you would have thought they had never seen a divided skirt before , and -- oh , my granny !