Midnight
At ten o'clock a servant knocked at his door . Mrs. Arden had sent her compliments , and desired to know if he were better than when he left her ? `` Much better , '' he answered ; and the servant departed . Midnight found him still in strife with himself . Now he walked the floor in visible agitation ; and now sat motionless , with head bowed , and arms folded across his bosom . The impression of sleep was far from his overwrought brain . One thing he decided , and that was to leave Saratoga by the earliest morning train , and go with all possible haste to Newport .