midnight
The girl started , and laid the dog in the old man 's lap , exclaiming : `` Suppose Ulrich should be alive ! Perhaps he was not mortally wounded , perhaps ... '' `` Yes , everything is possible , '' interrupted the lansquenet . `` I could tell you things ... for instance , there was a countryman of mine whom , when we were in Africa , a Moorish Pacha struck ... no lies now ... perhaps ! In earnest ; it might happen that Ulrich ... wait ... at midnight I shall keep guard on the rampart with my company , then I 'll look ... '' `` We , we will seek him ! '' cried Ruth , seizing the smith 's arm . `` I will , '' replied the smith ; `` you must stay here . '' `` No , father , I will go with you . ''