about four o'clock
Rollo had driven the rockaway down and was going to drive back . He put Wych Hazel into the carriage , recommending to her to lean back in the corner and go to sleep . Phoebe was given the place beside her ; Mr. Falkirk mounted to the front seat ; and off they drove . It was about four o'clock of a fine June day , and the air was good to breathe ; but the way was nothing extraordinary . A pleasant country , nothing more ; easy roads for an hour , then heavier travelling . The afternoon wore on ; the miles were plodded over ; as the sun was dipping towards the western horizon they came into scenery of a new quality . At once more wild and more dressed ; the ground bolder and more rocky in parts , but between filled with gentler indications .