midnight
She had looked all right to him on the train night before last . Indeed he had been distinctly fascinated by her flashing , gypsy beauty , ready laughter and quick , keen , half `` fresh '' repartee when he had started a casual conversation with her when they chanced to be seat mates from Holyoke on . Casual conversations were apt to turn into casual flirtations with Ted Holiday . Afterward he was n't sure whether she had dared him or he had dared her to plan the midnight joy ride which had so narrowly missed ending in a tragedy . Anyway it had seemed a jolly lark at the time -- a test of the mettle and mother wit of both of them to `` get away with it . '' And she had looked good to him last night when he met her at the appointed trysting place after `` As You Like It . '' She had come out of the shadows of the trees behind which she had been lurking , wearing a scarlet tam-o ' - shanter and a long dark cloak , her eyes shining like January stars .