midnight
When his grandfather first sent for him to Monmouth House , his destiny was not verging on greater vicissitudes . He rose from his seat , and was surprised that all the silent gentlemen who were about him did not mark his agitation . Not an individual there that he knew . It was now an hour to midnight , and to-morrow the almost unconscious candidate was to go to the poll . In a tumult of suppressed emotion , Coningsby returned to his chambers . He found a letter in his box from Oswald Millbank , who had been twice at the Temple . Oswald had been returned without a contest , and had reached Darlford in time to hear Coningsby nominated .