midnight
This is what he saw ... . Until eleven o'clock at night ... nothing . Everything was silent , dark , and still . Suddenly , towards midnight , a hand bell rang at the very top of the clock tower . It was an ancient bell which sounded as if it were coming from far away . Soon , Garrigue saw flickering lights making vague , restless shadows on the road . Under the chapel 's porch , someone was walking and whispering : -- Good evening , Master Arnoton !