midnight
How has this happened , my dear ? '' . Thus called on , Mary Warren was of too guileless and pure a mind , to hesitate in telling her tale . Every incident , with which she had been connected , was simply and clearly related , though she suppressed the name of our midnight visitor , out of tenderness to Opportunity . All present were too discreet to ask the name , and , I may add , all present heard the narrative with a marked and approving interest . When Mary had done , my grandmother kissed her , and Patt , the generous creature , encircled her waist , with the tenderness and affection of a sister , who felt for all the trials the other had endured . `` It seems , then , we owe our safety to Mary , after all ! ''