midnight
Sitka was placid and restful , the streets quiet and empty as I walked along in the sunny silence . Suzee was at the door waiting for me . She had dressed herself differently , entirely in yellow . The yellow silk of the little square jacket contrasted well with her midnight hair , and the only dash of other colour in the picture she presented was the blue stone in her earrings . `` Good evening , Treevor , '' she said , smiling up at me . And I bent down and pressed my lips to those little , soft , curved ones she put up for me . We started out at once .