midnight
She took out her watch , and tried to see , by the starlight , the time . The slender black hands upon its golden face were invisible . It ticked -- it was going . She knew , by that , it could not be far beyond midnight , at the most . She was chilly , in her white dress , from the night air . She went to the open window , and looked out from it , before she drew it down . Away , over the fields , and up and down the river , all was dark , solitary .