midnight
If you sow the wind , you will reap the whirlwind . They have eaten the storm-fruit . Oh , great king , save us ! '' Toward midnight Muriel began to doze lightly from pure fatigue . `` Put a pillow under her head , and let her sleep , '' Felix said in a whisper . `` Poor child , it would be cruel to send her alone to-night into her own quarters . '' And Mali slipped a pillow of mulberry paper under her mistress 's head , and laid it on her own lap , and bent down to watch her .