about seven in the morning
St. Bride 's cross stood a little way back from Shoreby , on the skirts of Tunstall Forest . Two roads met : one , from Holywood across the forest ; one , that road from Risingham down which we saw the wrecks of a Lancastrian army fleeing in disorder . Here the two joined issue , and went on together down the hill to Shoreby ; and a little back from the point of junction , the summit of a little knoll was crowned by the ancient and weather-beaten cross . Here , then , about seven in the morning , Dick arrived . It was as cold as ever ; the earth was all grey and silver with the hoarfrost , and the day began to break in the east with many colours of purple and orange . Dick set him down upon the lowest step of the cross , wrapped himself well in his tabard , and looked vigilantly upon all sides . He had not long to wait .