midnight
`` Really , Hetty , there 's nothing else you can do , and your pictures are very important to us . Rest and enjoy yourself , and get strong and well . You are improving wonderfully in health since you came here . '' Often at midnight Hetty would wander into the pressroom and watch Thursday Smith run off the edition on the wonderful press , which seemed to possess an intelligence of its own , so perfectly did it perform its functions . At such times she sat listlessly by and said little , for Thursday was no voluble talker , especially when busied over his press . But a certain spirit of comradeship grew up between these two , and it was not unusual for the pressmen , after his work was finished and the papers were neatly piled for distribution to the carriers at daybreak , to walk with Hetty to the hotel before proceeding to his own lodgings in the little wing of Nick Thorne 's house , which stood quite at the end of the street . To be sure , the hotel adjoined the printing office , with only a vacant lot between , but Hetty seemed to appreciate this courtesy and would exchange a brief good night with Smith before going to her own room .