midnight
We thought it a master-stroke of firmness to rejoin that Hippolyto must go in any event ; but I am bound to own that he did not go , and that his mother stayed , and so fed us with every cunning propitiatory dainty , that we must have been Pagans to renew our threat . In fact , we begged Mrs. Johnson to go into the country with us , and she , after long reluctation on Hippy 's account , consented , agreeing to send him away to friends during her absence . We made every preparation , and on the eve of our departure Mrs. Johnson went into the city to engage her son 's passage to Bangor , while we awaited her return in untroubled security . But she did not appear till midnight , and then responded with but a sad `` Well , sah ! '' to the cheerful `` Well , Mrs. Johnson ! '' that greeted her . `` All right , Mrs. Johnson ? ''