midnight
`` I killed him in the heat of passion in a fight . But I 'll be tried for murder . '' The officers came and read the warrant of arrest . The dark , tense figure , erect , with defiant face wreathed in midnight hair , stood by his bedside and held his hand . Her great eyes glowed and gleamed as though a young lioness stood guard over a wounded cub . Behind the bars in murderers ' row the weeks and months were dragging slowly to the day of trial . The rush and roar and fever of the city were now a memory as he sat in brooding silence .