midnight
So we shall be taken down from this tower where we have been so long , and stand a chance of seeing something of the world . For _ my _ part , I am tired to death of being up here , and seeing nothing but this quiet valley . '' A murmur ran from one to another , till all agreed to be silent on the morrow , though many of the chime would have preferred to ring as usual . The man who had presented the bells to the church returned at midnight , after a long journey to his native valley , bringing with him a friend , almost solely to hear the beautiful chime on the morrow . As he passed the church , on his way home , the murmuring of the bells was just ceasing . `` The wind moves them -- the beautiful bells , '' he said . `` But to-morrow you shall hear how sweet they will sing , '' he added , casting a loving glance up to the tower where hung the bells .