Ten minutes to three
A wild , hill country . In the valleys , the blackness of thick trees , the gleam of rivers , the huge , lifeless factories ; and beyond , the high , silver edges , the sharp shadows of the moors ... . The train slackened , and the little Duchess woke at once . `` Ten minutes to three . Oh , Julie , here we are ! '' The dawn was just coldly showing as they alighted . Carriages and servants were waiting , and various persons whose identity and function it was not easy to grasp .