midnight
The second baby came in the middle of a blazing summer , unheralded by the hopes , by the buds and blossoms of loving thought , which had opened upon the first child 's advent . Marie was remorsefully tender over it , but Osborn continued to be one long uninterrupted sigh . The doctor and nurse seemed to him voracious , greedy creatures seeking for his life-blood . His second child was born at midnight . He came in one day at 6.30 with the fear in his heart men know round and about these agitating times , and found that fear was justified . The nurse had already been sent for , the doctor had looked in once , and the grandmother , fierce and tearful , was putting the first baby to bed . She put it to bed in Osborn 's dressing-room , intimating that he would be responsible for it during the night for the next three weeks , anyway .