midnight
The coincidence struck me as too awful and inexplicable to be communicated or discussed . If I told anything , my tale would be such as must necessarily make a profound impression on the mind of my hearer : and that mind , yet from its sufferings too prone to gloom , needed not the deeper shade of the supernatural . I kept these things then , and pondered them in my heart . `` You can not now wonder , '' continued my master , `` that when you rose upon me so unexpectedly last night , I had difficulty in believing you any other than a mere voice and vision , something that would melt to silence and annihilation , as the midnight whisper and mountain echo had melted before . Now , I thank God ! I know it to be otherwise . Yes , I thank God ! ''