midnight
When he returned he looked more serious than he had done at the prospect of losing Courland , for he saw that the world would soon have to part with that true heart and noble artist , Adrienne Lecouvreur . He said only a few words about her , but they came from his heart of hearts . I am aware that some people say he had no heart , but I , Babache , know better ; else would I have died like a felon the day I first spoke with him face to face . Presently , as we sat together in his dingy room at the inn , after the midnight bells had spoken , he said : `` Babache , I have found out enough since I have been in Paris to show me that I must see the king before twenty-four hours are over . The court goes to Versailles early to-morrow morning . Arrange that we go there to-morrow afternoon in good state . '' With that he tumbled into bed .