midnight
Many of you know the building . It is usually spoken of with a shrug , the sole reason for which seems to be that there is no other just like it in the city . I myself have always considered it imposing and majestic ; but to the average man it is too suggestive of Old-World feudal life to be pleasing . On this afternoon -- a dull , depressing one -- it looked undeniably heavy as we approached it ; but interesting in a very new way to me , because of the great turret at one angle , the scene of that midnight descent of two men , each in deadly fear of the other , yet quailing not in their purpose , -- the one of flight , the other of pursuit . There was no railing in front of the house . It may have seemed an unnecessary safeguard to the audacious owner . Consequently , the small door in the turret opened directly upon the street , making entrance and exit easy enough for any one who had the key .