twelve o'clock
`` This is my house , '' he said hoarsely , `` and I will not permit this insult ! '' As he spoke , the chimes sounded midnight . `` Do you hear ? After twelve o'clock , no one ever leaves Bel-Air ! '' For answer de Vaudrey dashed aside the extended wand , escorted the kidnapped girl to the foot of the staircase . De Praille was upon them again . This time he drew his sword .