midnight
`` Lord ! and that I should not hae minded ye , Maister Croftangry , '' said the servant . `` Ay , I mind my master had muckle fash about your job . I hae heard him order in fresh candles as midnight chappit , and till ' t again . Indeed , ye had aye his gude word , Mr. Croftangry , for a ' that folks said about you . '' `` Hold your tongue , John , '' said the lady , somewhat angrily ; and then continued , addressing herself to me , `` I am sure , sir , you must be sorry to see my uncle in this state . I know you are his friend .