midnight
At that instant , the telegraph clicked , and he pushed the damp , fresh paper away from him , and went immediately to the wires . The young man listened to the message with an expression of great intentness , and wrote rapidly . Moved by some unaccountable impulse , I softly rose and glanced over his shoulder . The dispatch was dated at midnight , and was addressed to Henry Brake . It said : '' _ Have you seen my husband , to-night ? _ '' and it was signed , '' _ Helen Thorne . _ '' Oh , poor Helen !