midnight
He should have bespoken that kindred presence in halting colloquialities , yet the greeting he gave flowed from him in the form of a thought untranslated into any sluggish medium of language . He should have been filled with a vague curiosity about that trouble she had just presaged , yet now he knew wholly ... `` Let us thank God that our sojourn ended within the bourne of His peace ! '' was the thought exchanged as these two dutiful ones , cleared and lightened for swift voyaging , turned their faces toward the Gates of the Day . On the earth they had left midnight was wearing toward morning -- the morning of August the First , Nineteen Hundred and Fourteen ! -LSB- Note 16 : Copyright , 1919 , by The Curtis Publishing Company . Copyright , 1920 , by Calvin Johnston . -RSB- From _ The Saturday Evening Post _