twelve o’clock at night
I should have thought your strong sense would have made you perceive that reasoning upon fact , and granting nothing without tangible proof , were the best remedy for a dreamy romantic tendency to the weakness and credulity which are in the present day termed poetry and faith . It is curious to observe how these vague theories reduce themselves to the absurd when brought into practice . There are two Miss Wellwoods here , daughters of that unfortunate man who fell in a duel with old Sir Guy Morville , who seem to make it their business to become the general subject of animadversion , taking pauper children into their house , where they educate them in a way to unfit them for their station , and teach them to observe a sort of monastic rule , preaching the poor people in the hospital to death , visiting the poor at all sorts of strange hours . Dr Henley actually found one of them , at twelve o'clock at night , in a miserable lodging-house , filled with the worst description of inmates . Quite young women , too , and with no mother or elder person to direct them ; but it is the fashion among the attendants at the new chapel to admire them . This subject has diverted me from what I intended to say with respect to the young baronet . Your description agrees with all I have hitherto seen , though I own I expected a Redclyffe Morville to have more of the `` heros de roman '' , or rather of the grand tragic cast of figure , as , if I remember right , was the case with this youth 's father , a much finer and handsomer young man .