midnight
But , in his silent , obstinate way , he had given her no peace ; and you could not -- she could not ! -- go on living unmoved , at the side of a person who was crazy with love for you . For two nights , she slept little . On the third , worn out , she fell , soon after midnight , into a deep sleep , from which , the following morning , she wakened refreshed . When Maurice came , about half-past twelve , her eyes followed him with a new curiosity , as he drew up a chair and sat down at her bedside . She wondered what he would say when he knew , and what change would come over his face . But she made no beginning to enlightening him .