the hour of one
Ida dipped her hands in the water and sprinkled it upon her forehead . Then she took off her boots and stockings , and walked with her feet in the ripples . A moment after she stopped , and looked all around , as if hesitating at some thought , and wishing to see that her solitude was secure . Just then the sound of a clock came very faintly across the still air , striking the hour of one . She stepped from the water a few paces , and began hastily to put off her clothing ; in a moment her feet were again in the ripples , and she was walking out from the beach , till her gleaming body was hidden . Then she bathed , breasting the full flow with delight , making the sundered and broken water flash myriad reflections of the moon and stars . * * * * * Waymark was at the station next morning half an hour before train-time .