midnight
He fell not by your arm , '' said Glyndon , in a tremulous and hollow tone . `` The general who calculates on the victory does not fight in person , '' answered Zicci . `` But enough of this . Meet me at midnight by the seashore , half a mile to the left of your hotel , -- you will know the spot by a rude pillar , the only one near -- , to which a broken chain is attached . There and then will be the crisis of your fate ; go . I have business here yet , -- remember , Isabel is still in the house of the dead man . '' As Glyndon yet hesitated , strange thoughts , doubts , and fears that longed for speech crowding within him , Mascari approached ; and Zicci , turning to the Italian and waving his hand to Glyndon , drew the former aside .