about eight o'clock in the evening
Moreover , with those frowning towers of the English so close upon us , crowded with soldiers who seemed to know what was happening , and who were coming into Orleans , it was scarce possible not to look for resistance and hostile attack . But curious as it may seem , not a shot was fired as we passed along . A silence strange and sinister seemed to hang over the lines of the enemy ; but when we reached the city how all was changed ! It was about eight o'clock in the evening when at last we finished our journey by water and land , and entered the devoted town . There the chiefest citizens came hurrying to meet us , leading a white charger for their Deliverer to ride upon . And when she was mounted , the people thronged about her weeping and shouting , blessing and hailing her as their champion and saviour . The streets were thronged with pale-faced men ; women and children hung from the windows , showering flowers at our feet .