midnight
I just got to thinking about things again , how far away we were from everything , how hard it would be to get help if we needed it , and how much I 'd give if I only had you , Matilda Anne , for the next few weeks ... . I got up and went to the window and looked out . The moon was big and yellow , like a cheese . And the midnight prairie itself seemed so big and wide and lonely , and I seemed such a tiny speck on its face , so far away from every one , from God himself , that the courage went out of my body like the air out of a tire . Dinky-Dunk was right ; it is life that is taming me . I stood at the window praying , and then I slipped back into bed . Dinky-Dunk works so hard and gets so tired that it would take a Chinese devil-gong to waken him , once he 's asleep .