about seven in the evening
`` Hush ; do not talk any more . '' And then she stood beside him for some minutes quite silent , until he grew calm . They were on the verge of the forest , close to Olive 's home . It was about seven in the evening , but all things lay as in the stillness of midnight . They two might have been the only beings in the living world -- all else dead and buried under the white snow . And then , lifting itself out of the horizon 's black nothingness , arose the great red moon , like an immortal soul . `` Look ! ''