midnight
-LSB- Illustration : Have to remain there until spring opened 183 -RSB- I do n't know whether dad prayed , down there in the bowels of the mountains , but he did n't pray when help came , and they finally hauled him up . His breath was gone , but he gave those guides some language that would set them to thinking if they could have understood him , and finally we started down the mountain . They kept the rope on dad and every little while he would slip and slide 100 feet or so down the mountain on his pants , and the snow would go up his trousers legs clear to his collar , and the exercise made him so hot that the steam came out of his clothes , and he looked like a locomotive wrecked in a snow bank blowing off steam . It became dark and I expected we would be killed , but before midnight we got to the station and changed our clothes and paid off the guides and took a train back . Dad said to me , as we got on the cars : `` Now , Hennery , I have done this glazier stunt , just to show you that a brave man , whatever his age , is equal to anything they can propose in Europe , but by ginger , this settles it , and now I want to go where things come easier . I am now going to Turkey and see how the Turks worry along . Are you with me ? ''