midday
At six o'clock in the morning she had found herself turned out of the express , with no train to take her on to Whinborough . But there was a station hotel , and she had engaged a room and ordered a fire . There she had thrown herself down without undressing on the bed , and had slept heavily for four or five hours . Then she had had some breakfast , and had taken a midday train to Whinborough , and a trap to Long Whindale . She had travelled straight from Nice without stopping . She would not let herself think now as she hurried along the lonely road what it was she had fled from , what it was that had befallen . The slightest glimpse into this past made her begin to sob , she put it away from her with all her strength .