About midnight
They buried the corpse under the gallows ; but neither the digging up nor the re-burying were of avail to banish the spectre . Again the spade and pick-axe were set to work , and the dead man being found considerably improved in _ condition _ since his last interment , was , with various horrible indignities , burnt to ashes , ` after which the _ spectrum _ was never seen more . ' `` And a second epidemic of the same nature had broken out a little before the period to which I have brought my story . `` About midnight , after a calm frosty day , for it was now winter , a terrible storm of wind and snow came on . The tempest howled frightfully about the house of the painter , and Wolkenlicht found some solace in listening to the uproar , for his troubled thoughts would not allow him to sleep . It raged on all the next three days , till about noon on the fourth day , when it suddenly fell , and all was calm . The following night , Wolkenlicht , lying awake , heard unaccountable noises in the next house , as of things thrown about , of kicking and fighting horses , and of opening and shutting gates .