midnight
They went on talking far into the night -- so charmed were the listeners at the recital . Nobody thought of going to bed . Germaine was longing for the morrow , she was so anxious to see for herself this fairyland . At last , midnight striking , reminded Mother Etienne that it was time for sleep . Then they all went to bed , each head full of the wonders of tomorrow 's performance . Mother Etienne was very restless again that night , haunted , not by a dreadful nightmare as before , but by a troublesome dream . Everything she had just seen at Sir Booum 's appeared before her , the tiniest incidents , the least important details .