midnight
Galors led the way . Instead of following the line of the chase , which had been north , they now struck east through the heavy woodland . So they went for some three hours . It must have been near midnight , with a moon clear of all trees , when they halted at a cross-ride which ran north and south . Before them , over the ride , rose a thick wall of pine-stems , so serried that there was no room for a horse to pass in between them . Isoult started , looked keenly up and down the ride , then collected herself and sat quite still . Prosper took no notice of anything .