midnight
Mine host , good fellow , bought her of Mr. O'Brodereque , that 's all ! THE scenes we have described in the foregoing chapter have not yet been brought to a close . In and about the tavern may be seen groups of men , in the last stage of muddled mellowness , the rank fumes of bad liquor making the very air morbid . Conclaves of grotesque figures are seated in the veranda and drinking-room , breaking the midnight stillness with their stifled songs , their frenzied congratulations , their political jargon ; nothing of fatal consequence would seem to have happened . `` Did master send for me ? You 've risen from a rag shop , my man ! '' interrupts the physician .