The afternoon came on wet and somewhat misty: as it waned into dusk, I began to feel that we were getting very far indeed from Gateshead: we ceased to pass through towns; the country changed; great grey hills heaved up round the horizon: as twilight deepened, we descended a valley, dark with wood, and long after night had overclouded the prospect, I heard a wild wind rushing amongst trees.
Ya no atravesábamos ciudades; grandes montañas grises cerraban el horizonte, y al oscurecer descendimos a un valle poblado de bosque. Luego se hizo noche del todo, y yo oía silbar lúgubremente el viento entre los árboles.