About four o'clock in the afternoon
Nobody else left the train except two or three country people , and he went to an inn in the straggling little town . Next morning he set off on foot , heading northeast into the hills . He walked leisurely , because he was going to Jedburgh , but had not made up his mind if he would get there that night , since Pete had told him of a farm where he could stop . About four o'clock in the afternoon he stopped near the middle of a barren moorland and looked round . The road ran back into the strong yellow glow of the sunset , but it crossed a ridge about a mile off , and there was nobody in sight . It was very rough in places , but he thought a skillful driver could take a car over it . To the east , where the horizon was hazy , the high ground fell away , and he thought he could strike another road to Jedburgh in three or four miles if he crossed the heath .