midnight
Poor lass -- poor , lonely lass ! ' T was her father drove her to it , an ' now he 's had a fit -- a stroke , the doctor 's with him now -- an ' Hermy , of course ! She 's always around where trouble is . I guess there wo n't be much rest for her to-night -- long past midnight now ! I 'm glad you found that b ` y. I said you would . I 'll jest go down and tell Hermy ; she 'll be glad . '' Spike stood awhile after Mrs. Trapes had gone down-stairs , very silent and with head a-droop , then , slow and heavily , turned and opened his door , but paused to speak over his shoulder in a hoarse whisper .