midnight
This was when I was in the boat with him , as he went to Sicily from Pendennis-Castle . 'T was the last time he set his foot on English ground , said he must think of his word when he comes back with the crown on his head . '' By this time Isabel and Constantia had concerted a retreat for Jobson in the mausoleum , which , having been recently searched , was not likely soon to excite the suspicions of the parliamentary committee-men . They therefore lingered by the side of Jobson , and gave him a private intimation of their design , directing him to come to the park-wall at midnight , where they would provide , not only for his support , but attempt to cure his wound , as habit had now made them expert surgeons . Jobson could scarcely be confined to whispering his acknowledgements . `` Give me the use of my leg again , '' said he , `` and let the King 's colours fly in what part of England they will , Ralph Jobson shall stand by the side of them . '' Each party was true to the appointment , and the tender chirurgeons perceived with pleasure , that Jobson 's lameness proceeded rather from neglect and unskilful treatment , than from such an injury of the muscles as excluded all hope that their action could be restored .