midnight
Neither Alan , Babs nor I saw Polter again . Dr. Kent had never been heard from to this day , four years later when I flew to join the twins in Quebec . And now Alan told me that Polter was up there ! We had never ceased to believe that Dr. Kent was alive , and that Polter was the midnight marauder . As we grew older , we began to search for Polter . It seemed to us , that if we could once get our hands on him , we could drag from him the truth which the police had failed to get . The call of a traffic director in mid-Vermont brought me back from these memories .