ten o'clock
My predecessor engineered it to connect his two places of business . In its way , it 's the most palatial thing in the Rockies -- two long legs with a short tack between , gentle all the way -- and it brings you out by the Necropolis gate . You can hitch the horse up there . ' '' `` By ten o'clock I had saddled the brown horse , and was walking him down the track at an easy pace . Hewson had omitted to praise its beauty . Pine-needles lay underfoot as thick and soft as a Persian carpet ; and what with the pine-tops arching and almost meeting overhead , and the red trunks raying out left and right into aisles as I went by , and the shafts of light breaking the greenish gloom here and there with glimpses of aching white snowfields high above , 't was like walking in a big cathedral with bits of the real heaven shining through the roof . The river ran west for a while from Cornice House , and then tacked north-east with a sudden bend round the base of the foot-hills ; and since my track formed a sort of rough hypotenuse to this angle , I heard the voice of the rapids die away and almost cease , and then begin again to whisper and murmur , until , as I came within a mile or so of Eucalyptus , they were loud at my feet , though still unseen .