ten o'clock in the morning
Going on to Cirencester when you wanted to be in Stow-on-the-Wold , what _ was _ it but a cowardly retreat ? Driven out of Stow-on-the-Wold by Gibson ? Not she ! Dusk at ten o'clock in the morning under the trees on the mile-long hill . You climbed up and up a steep green tunnel . The sun would be blazing at its mouth on the top . Nothing would matter .