midnight
I tried my utmost to shake off the grip of my memory . Was it possible that , in the core of my heart , I wished this man to die ? Yes , I wished him to die . Conscience flashed the answer across the inner depths of my soul , as a glare of lightning over the sharp crags and cruel waves of our island in a midnight storm . I saw with terrible distinctness that there had been lurking within a sure sense of satisfaction in the certainty that he must die . I had suspected nothing of it till that moment . When I told him it was the instinct of a physician to save his patient , I spoke the truth .