midnight
`` We 're having the jam of adventure spread thick on our bread now . '' `` Well , then , everything 's settled , '' said Jack , `` except the start . '' Molly thought a day in Domodossola too much . It was decided , therefore , that they should rest till eleven , and that the motor should be ready at midnight . They could reach Brig between two and three , and being a posting town , the hotel people were sure to be up . I was to start early in the morning , and meet my friends at Brig , after walking over the Pass . I saw them off , and then plunged fathoms deep into sleep , dreaming of a land flowing with mules and donkeys .