midnight
What she read was this : -- `` MY DEAREST LITTLE CHARMER , -- `` My soul is full of expectancy . I can think of nothing but you -- the divinest being that ever tortured the heart of man . But the torture is exquisite because I know when I fold you in my arms it will change to bliss . You will keep your promise and meet me at the ` Conduit Head ' to-morrow midnight , will you not ? I can scarce contain myself with thinking of it . If you come not what remains for me but death ? Without you life is worthless .