midnight
He was at home at last , in `` Home , sweet Home . '' And little Christie was left outside . The next morning , some of the lodgers in the great room below remembered having heard sounds in the stillness of the night , which had awakened them from their dreams and disturbed their slumbers . Some maintained it was only the wind howling in the chimney , but others felt sure it was music , and said that the old man in the attic must have been amusing himself with the organ at midnight . `` Not he , '' said the landlady , when she heard of it ; `` he 'll never play it again , he 's a dying man , by what the doctor says . '' `` Just you go and ask him if he was n't turning his old organ in the middle of last night , '' said a man from the far corner of the room . `` I 'll bet you a shilling he was . ''