midnight
As usual , too , his wife had moved for the summer to a villa out of town , while he remained in Petersburg . From the date of their conversation after the party at Princess Tverskaya 's he had never spoken again to Anna of his suspicions and his jealousies , and that habitual tone of his bantering mimicry was the most convenient tone possible for his present attitude to his wife . He was a little colder to his wife . He simply seemed to be slightly displeased with her for that first midnight conversation , which she had repelled . In his attitude to her there was a shade of vexation , but nothing more . `` You would not be open with me , '' he seemed to say , mentally addressing her ; `` so much the worse for you . Now you may beg as you please , but I wo n't be open with you .