midnight
She is excitable , but in her it 's a fine kind of excitability . ' ` You must go and see them a little oftener , ' observed Bersenyev . ` Yes , I must , ' said Insarov ; and he said nothing more all the way home . He at once shut himself up in his room , but his candle was burning long after midnight . Bersenyev had had time to read a page of Raumer , when a handful of fine gravel came rattling on his window-pane . He could not help starting ; opening the window he saw Shubin as white as a sheet . ` What an irrepressible fellow you are , you night moth -- ' Bersenyev was beginning .