twelve o'clock
There was heard a loud , wild cry , followed by a dull , heavy thud . Then all was still . The bully crept away along the corridor and down the stairs , his heart beating as though it would burst its bounds . A little before twelve o'clock that night several dark figures might have been seen stealing cautiously along the corridors . All these figures made their way to one common spot . This was the bedroom Mont had mentioned . Arrived there , they found everything prepared for the feast , but no host .