midnight
for with daylight back comes the old temptation , and with it the old mind ; and with daylight came back the inexorable prison walls which held Fred and his successful tempter together . At last he gave himself up . No , he could not be good with Dick -- there was no use in trying ! -- and he made no more midnight resolves , and drank more freely of the dreadful remedy for unquiet thoughts . And now is Fred growing in truth a wicked boy . In a little while more and he shall be such a one as you will on no account take under your roof , lest he corrupt your own children ; and yet , father , mother , look at your son of twelve years , your bright , darling boy , and think of him shut up for a month with such a companion , in such a cell , and ask yourselves if he would be any better . And was there no eye , heavenly or earthly , to look after this lost one ?