nearly midnight
They walked on and on until they left the town and were out upon the broad prairie , where the wind moaned in a louder key , and the candidate 's face was still troubled . `` Harley , '' said the candidate , at last , `` I can not get rid of the look in that girl 's eyes . '' `` I do not wish to do so , '' said Harley . It was nearly midnight when he turned and began to walk back towards the town . The moonlight , breaking through a cloud , again flooded Jimmy Grayson 's face , and Harley , who knew him so well , saw that the look of trouble had passed . The lips were compressed and firm , and in his eyes shone the clear light of decision . Harley 's feelings , as he saw , were mingled , a strange compound of elation and apprehension .