Midnight
In this bower they were perfectly hidden in the shadow . Hour after hour they waited , watching that light in the library , speculating what it was he was reading , while Anita , half afraid to talk , wondered what it was that Constance had in mind . Finally the light in the library winked out and the house was in darkness . Midnight passed , and with it the last belated suburbanite . At last , when the moon had disappeared under some clouds , Constance pulled Anita gently along up the lawn . There was no sign of life about the house , yet Constance observed all the caution she would have if it had been well guarded . Quickly they advanced over the open space to the cottage , approaching in the shadow as much as possible .