about nine o'clock at night
The coach in which I took my place went within forty miles of the vicarage , and I intended to post across the country . The next evening I arrived at the point of separation , and taking out my portmanteau , ordered a chaise , and set off for what once had been my home . I could hardly hold my head up , I was so ill , and I lay in a corner of the chaise , in a sort of dream , kept from sleeping from intense pain in the forehead and temples . It was about nine o'clock at night , when we were in a dreadful jolting road , the shocks proceeding from which gave me agonising pain , that the chaise was stopped by two men , who dragged me out on the grass . One stood over me , while the other rifled the chaise . The post-boy , who appeared a party to the transaction , remained quietly on his horse , and as soon as they had taken my effects , turned round and drove off . They then rifled my person , taking away everything that I had , leaving me nothing but my trowsers and shirt .