midnight
What joy ! What a fine companion the little girl was before her illness saddened her ! '' They dined , talking of their youth , mingling with their memories the image of the dead . Afterwards , they walked the streets till midnight , and Renovales was always going back to those days , recalling his Josephina , as if he had spent his life worshiping her . Cotoner was tired of the conversation and said `` Good-by '' to the master . What new hobby was this ? Poor Josephina was very interesting , but they had spent the whole evening without talking of anything else , as though memory of her was the only thing in the world .