midnight
If there was a God -- and the rage in his heart declared his being -- why did he make him ? To make him for such a misery was pure injustice , was willful cruelty ! Henceforward he would live above what God or woman could do to him ! He rose and went to the hay-field , whence he did not return till after midnight . He did not sleep , but he came to a resolution . In the morning he told his mother that he wanted a change ; now that the hay was safe , he would have a run , he hardly knew where -- possibly on the Continent ; she must not be uneasy if she did not hear from him for a week or two ; perhaps he would have a look at the pyramids . The old lady was filled with dismay ; but scarcely had she begun to expostulate when she saw in his eyes that something was seriously amiss , and held her peace -- she had had to learn that with both father and son .