midnight
Your lips say no , but your eyes -- the truest eyes I ever saw -- whisper a different language . The day will come when you will find your joy in the breast of him you are now afraid to trust . '' And not waiting for disclaimer or even a glance of reproach from the eyes he had so wilfully misread , he withdrew with a movement as abrupt as that with which he had entered . Why , then , with the memory of this exultant hour to fend off all shadows , did the midnight find him in his solitary hangar in the moonlit woods , a deeply desponding figure again . Beside him , swung the huge machine which represented a life of power and luxury ; but he no longer saw it . It called to him with many a creak and quiet snap , -- sounds to start his blood and fire his eye a week -- nay , a day ago . But he was deaf to this music now ; the call went unheeded ; the future had no further meaning , for him , nor did he know or think whether he sat in light or in darkness ; whether the woods were silent about him , or panting with life and sound .