midnight
Tis kind of you , surely , '' -- Cai 's voice trembled a little . `` What 's the hour ? '' he asked . `` Scarce midnight yet . I reckoned maybe you might be sittin ' up , frettin ' over this -- 'T was the child here , though , that found it out and insisted on bringing me . '' `` After we 'd locked up , '' broke in Fancy , `` and just as I was packin ' Dad off to bed , it came into my head to ask him -- ` I suppose you do n't know , ' said I , ` of anyone 's havin ' been to master 's safe without my bein ' told ? ' He thought a bit , and ` No , ' says he ; ` nobody ` cept myself , an ' that but once . '