midnight
There was nothing else to be done . Hatefully , scornfully , he tossed him a suit of his own clothes , and gave him L20 of his savings . Then he opened the door and looked carefully all around . It was near midnight , and all was so still that a bird moving in the branches could have been heard . But Laycock was singularly uneasy . He put on his hat and walked one hundred yards or more each way . `` Do n't be a fool , '' said Bingley , angrily ; `` when did ta iver know any body about at this time o ' night , save and it might be at Hallam or Crossley feasts ? ''