summer
midnight
And you too , Squire ! I thought the Hinjins was all killed bout . Blowed if there haint hold Favosites Wilkinsonia , and a man as looks like Chisholm ! Are you campin ' out , ` avin ' summer midnight manoovers for the fun o ' the thing ? '' Nash went back to the house . `` If it 's a fair question , Mr. Rawdon , '' said the Squire , `` where are you going at this time of night ? '' `` Fair enough , Squire ; I 'm bound for Collinwood to ketch the mornin ' train .