About midnight
`` You are happy ! '' she said , almost in a whisper . `` Yes , I am happy , '' the woman answered , a light that was not from the faintly crimson west upon her face . About midnight , Landless , lying upon the dirt floor of the lean-to attached to the one room of the cabin , felt a hand upon his shoulder and opened his eyes upon a shadowy figure , blocking up the starlight that came faintly in at the open door . `` Hist ! '' said the figure . `` Ricahecrians ! ''