about midnight
Here I was a fragment , and I asked myself into what basket I was to be gathered , because , you should know , the hills give those of us who dwell among them a sense of fate -- of the inevitable . I was awakened from these thoughts by the entrance of my lieutenant , who said , `` Still sighing that you were out of the chase after the Black Colonel ? '' I answered vaguely , `` A soldier who is a real soldier , which I may or may not be , is always sorry to miss an enterprise , whether it be duty or merely an adventure . '' `` Well , '' he remarked , `` you had not been long gone when word came from Braemar Castle that the Black Colonel was to be in the Pass of Ballater about midnight , meeting some unknown person , and asking us to help capture him . We saw nothing of the other person , whether man or woman . '' He looked slyly at me , and I remembered having said to him that I had had a tryst to keep among the hills . You must not , I think , mislead people by telling what is untrue , but you need not tell everything if it is going to make mischief .