midnight
We were discussing the frivolous mysteries of dress , if I remember aright , when she laid her hand on my mouth suddenly . `` Hush ! '' she said . A caballero serenaded his lady at midnight in Monterey . The tinkle of a guitar , the jingling of spurs , fell among the strong tones of a man 's voice . Chonita had been serenaded until she had fled to the mountains for sleep , but she crept to the foot of the bed and knelt there , her hand at her throat . A door opened , and , one by one , out of the black beyond , five white-robed forms flitted into the room .