nearly seven o'clock
There was no doubt some one else there -- whom the boy did n't see . Perhaps she had herself taken refuge there during the storm . But all the same Janet felt vaguely troubled . * * * * * It was nearly seven o'clock , and the moon , now at the full , was rising over the eastern hill , and balancing the stubbles and the new-turned plough-lands in the upland cup to a pearly whiteness as they lay under the dark woods and a fleecy sky . There was a sound of a motor in the lane -- the village taxi bringing the travellers home . In a few more minutes they were in the sitting-room , Rachel throwing off her thick coat with Ellesborough 's help , and declaring that she was not the least tired . `` Do n't believe her ! ''