midnight
Or was she in the plot ? Had Mason simply arranged the whole `` mistake , '' jumped into the same train with her , and confronted her at the junction ? Helbeck moved blindly up and down the room , traversed by one of those storms of excitement to which the men of his stock were liable . The thought of those two figures leaving the Braeside station together at midnight roused in him a madness half jealousy , half pride . He saw the dainty head , the cloud of gold under the hat , the pretty gait , the girlish waist , all the points of delicacy or charm he had worshipped through his pain these many weeks . To think of them in the mere neighbourhood of that coarse and sensual lad had always been profanation . And now who would not be free to talk , to spatter her girlish name ?