midnight
Wear a cloak and a mask , and leave this gentleman at home with a flask of Asti . '' He glanced at Cantapresto . Odo hesitated a moment . He knew well enough where such midnight turnings led , and across the vision evoked by his friend 's words a girl 's face flitted suddenly . `` Is that all ? '' he said with a shrug . `` You find me , I fear , in no humour for such exploits . ''