midnight
His breath rasped as he drew it ; there was a fire in his great eyes that made one tremble -- that fire that makes you think of hell-fire and naked souls writhing in it . A look of savage hunger , but far off , as though desiring things not of earth ! ' `` A strange scene , was it not , for a chamber overshadowed by the wings of death . Towards midnight , Emmanuel sighed , and slipped down a little . Peter moved to lift him and started at the pinch of death on his face . His exclamation drew most of the others to look , but as they crowded near Emmanuel opened his eyes . '' ` Walters , ' he said faintly . ''