midnight
So this is his warehouse , his arsenal , his armoury ! Now , see you why your pokings and pryings have raised the Devil in Sussex ? You 've hindered John 's lawful trade for months , '' and he laughed where he lay . ` A clay-cold tower is no fireside at midnight , so we climbed the belfry stairs , and there Sebastian trips over a cow-hide with its horns and tail . ``` Aha ! Your Devil has left his doublet ! Does it become me , Hal ? ''