midnight
Wherefore and therefore I ask what you might be a-doing in this here wood at midnight 's lone hour ? '' `` I am lost -- '' `` Aha ! '' said he , eyeing me dubiously and scratching his long , blue chin with the spout of his kettle . `` A young gent in a jerry ` at -- lost an ' wandering far from a luxurious ` ome in a wood at midnight ! And wherefore ? It ai n't murder , is it ? You are n't been doing to death any pore , con-fiding young fe-male , have ye ? ''