midnight
Thoughts , more definite than any she had ever known before , came into her mind . It was a quiet hot night and her bed stood near a window . Her room was the only one the Leanders occupied on the second floor of the house . At midnight a little breeze came up from the south and when she sat up in bed the floor of corn tassels lying below her line of sight looked in the moonlight like the face of a sea just stirred by a gentle breeze . A murmuring began in the corn and murmuring thoughts and memories awoke in her mind . The long wide succulent leaves had begun to dry in the intense heat of the August days and as the wind stirred the corn they rubbed against each other . A call , far away , as of a thousand voices arose .