midnight
Ah , but that is a little thing , nothing ! -- that suffering -- compared to what you have gained , for you have gained your own soul ! '' The desperate young man on the couch answered only with the sobbing of a broken-hearted child . I came back to my pavilion after midnight , but I did not sleep , though I lay upon my bed until dawn . Then I went for a long , hard walk , breakfasted at Dives , and begged a ride back to Madame Brossard 's in a peasant 's cart which was going that way . I found George Ward waiting for me on the little veranda of the pavilion , looking handsomer and more prosperously distinguished and distinguishedly prosperous and generally well-conditioned than ever -- as I told him . `` I have some news for you , '' he said after the hearty greeting -- `` an announcement , in fact . ''