midnight
I thought you would have managed your affairs so as to be gone long ago ! ' then before Berenger could reply , ` However , since here you are , come along with me to my bedchamber ! We are to have a carouse there to-night that will ring through all Paris ! Yes , and shake Rochefoucauld out of his bed at midnight ! You will be one of us , Ribaumont ? I command it ! ' And without waiting for reply he turned away with an arm round Rochefoucauld 's neck , and boisterously addressed another of the company , almost as wildly as if he were in the mood that Scots call ` fey . '