midnight
_ Embrasse-moi ! Embrasse-moi ! Blague a part , -- je commence a me sentir artiste ! _ ' And they wandered about their little garden till past midnight , hand close in hand . She could talk of nothing but her picture , and he , feeling himself doubly necessary and delightful to her , overflowed with happiness and praise . But next day things went less well . She was torn , overcome by the difficulties of her task .