midnight
But I got over it . '' Mrs. Van Zandt bustling in , followed by Scott , their hands full of provisions , found the two chatting sociably . `` I 'd have had cake for you , '' volunteered the former , `` if Dolores and her beau had n't ate it all on me . '' `` It 's like a midnight feast at boarding-school , '' chuckled the visitor , waked up by the coffee . `` It 's like the spreads we used to have when we was on the road , '' said Mrs. Van Zandt , meditatively . `` On the road ? '' Polly 's eyes opened wide .