about midnight
It would be the last time that anything would pass his lips , she thought , and it might be quite useless to give it to him , but it must be ready . Many and many a time she had heard the dying declare quietly that they were out of danger . Lamberti stood motionless by the bedside , thinking much the same things and feeling as if his own heart were slowly turning into lead . He stood there a long time , convinced that it was useless to send for the doctor , who always came about midnight , for Guido would probably be dead before he came . He would stop breathing presently , and that would be the end . The lids would open a little , but the eyes would not see , there would be a little white froth on the parted lips , and that would be the end . Guido would know the great secret then .