midnight
No doubt it was to save his own life . And so she bore the hurt of her discovery all the more easily because her sister 's tone roused her to defend her cow-boy . But now ! In her cabin , alone , after midnight , she arose from her sleepless bed , and lighting the candle , stood before his photograph . `` It is a good face , '' her great-aunt had said , after some study of it . And these words were in her mind now . There his likeness stood at full length , confronting her : the spurs on the boots , the fringed leathern chaparreros , the coiled rope in hand , the pistol at hip , the rough flannel shirt , and the scarf knotted at the throat -- and then the grave eyes , looking at her .