midnight
The night lengthened . Refreshments were served at times , but the dancers took them in relays . The dancing in the ballroom never ceased , and Jeb Stuart nearly always led it . It was after midnight now and Harry and his new friend , de Langeais , throwing their military cloaks over their shoulders , walked out on one of the porticos for air . Many people , black and white , had gathered as usual to watch the dancing . Harry glanced at them casually , and then he saw a large figure almost behind the others . His intuition was sudden , but he had not the least doubt of its accuracy .