One o'clock
`` We shall have to go round them by neighborhood roads , '' I said , and presently we were deeper than ever in woodland shades and sources of girlish wonderment . The humid depths showed every sort of green and gray , their trunks , bushes and boughs , bearded with hanging moss , robed with tangled vines and chapleted with mistletoe . We seemed to have got this earth quite to ourselves and very much to our liking . One o'clock . Miss Harper suggested a halt to feed the horses . I , knowing what it would cost me to dismount and go walking about , said no , thrice no ; let us first get back upon the main road in front of that battery . On , therefore , we hurried , and soon the reality of the war was vivid to us again .