the hour of eleven
Follow me . '' She rose and walked towards the hill from which Lek had come . Lek followed her . As he passed out of the town the bell sounded : it was the hour of eleven . The people stopped in the streets as before , waving their hands , and crying , -- `` Good men , all , good women , all , hurry ! The hour is near . Good men , all , good women , all , hurry ! ''