midnight
But the fiend would surely never dream of giving to me that browse of hell -- to me an aged man , and a thinker , a seer . ' _ June 23 _ . -- The mysterious , the unfathomable Ul-Jabal ! Once again , as I lay in heavy trance at midnight , has he invaded , calm and noiseless as a spirit , the sanctity of my chamber . Serene on the swaying air , which , radiant with soft beams of vermil and violet light , rocked me into variant visions of heaven , I reclined and regarded him unmoved . The man has replaced the valueless stone in the modern-made chalice , and has now stolen the false stone from the other , which _ he himself _ put there ! In patience will I possess this my soul , and watch what shall betide .