midnight
` I will say nothing , ' she whispered to him , as he put her into a passing hansom , wrapping her cloak warmly round her , ` till I see you again . To-morrow ? ' ` To-morrow morning , ' he said , waving his hand to her , and in another instant he was facing the north wind alone . He walked on fast toward Beaumont Street , but by the time he reached his destination midnight had struck . He made his way into his room where the fire was still smouldering , and striking a light , sank into his large reading chair , beside which the volumes used in the afternoon lay littered on the floor . He was suddenly penetrated with the cold of the night , and hung shivering over the few embers which still glowed . What had happened to him ?