about noon
he said , feeling for her hand . `` I must get out of it , or I shall die . '' He was quite incapable of explaining what was the matter , but my sister decided he must go home , and presently , as they went uphill towards Hampstead , the horror seemed to drop from him . He said it was good to see the stars again , though it was then about noon and a blazing day . `` It seemed , '' he told me afterwards , `` as if I was being carried irresistibly towards the water . I was not very much alarmed at first . Of course it was night there -- a lovely night . ''