midnight
`` Ah ! Sir Norman , as I live ! '' cried the count wheeling round and lifting his hat . `` Give me good even -- or rather , good morning -- Kingsley , for St. Paul 's has long gone the midnight hour . '' Sir Norman , with his hand still on his shoulder , returned not the courtesy , and regarding the gallant count with a stern eye . `` Where is Leoline ? '' he frigidly repeated .