midnight
Of all who give and receive gifts , such as they are wisest . Everywhere they are wisest . They are the magi . At midnight the café was crowded . By some chance the little table at which I sat had escaped the eye of incomers , and two vacant chairs at it extended their arms with venal hospitality to the influx of patrons . And then a cosmopolite sat in one of them , and I was glad , for I held a theory that since Adam no true citizen of the world has existed . We hear of them , and we see foreign labels on much luggage , but we find travellers instead of cosmopolites .