midnight
That humble garland of reeds with two lotus-flowers was the gift of their old slave Argutis and his wife Dido . This beautiful wreath of choice flowers had come from the garden of a neighbor who had loved her mother well ; and that splendid basketful of lovely roses , which had not been there this morning , had been placed here by Andreas , steward to the father of her young friend Diodoros , although he was of the Christian sect . And these were all . Philip had not been here then , though it was now past midnight . For the first time in his life he had let this day pass by without a thought for their dead . How bitterly this grieved Melissa , and even added to her anxiety for him ! It was with a heavy heart that she and Alexander anointed the tombstone ; and while Melissa uplifted her hands in prayer , the painter stood in silence , his eyes fixed on the ground .