Mr.Hood looked at his watch, and found that it was time to be moving homewards.
Tea was punctually at five.

Mrs.Hood would take it ill if they were late, especially on Saturday.
As they walked across the smooth part of the upper common, looking at the houses around, they saw coming towards them a gentleman followed by three dogs.

He was dressed in a light tweed suit, and brandished a walking-stick, as if animal spirits possessed him strongly.
'Why, here comes Mr.Dagworthy,' remarked Mr.Hood, in a low tone, though the other was still at a considerable distance.

'He generally goes off somewhere on Saturday afternoon.

What a man he is for dogs! I believe he keeps twenty or thirty at the house there.' Emily evinced just a little self-consciousness.