Midnight
Finally , we chatted together ; he sang two airs to the piano ; I played two others ; he painted the design of a little Russian costume for Robert to wear next year ; then talked politics to me . This enchanted me . He explained to me his situation in the Chamber . Midnight arrived ; I became remarkably silent ; he rose : ` May I press your hand in friendship ? ' -- ' Mon Dieu ! yes . ' -- ` Good-night , Marie . '