midnight
You talked to Harry . What then ? '' In her artless way she told me . A refreshing story , as old as the crusades , with the accessories of orthodox tradition ; a European disguise , purchased at a slop dealer 's by the precious Harry , a rope , a midnight flitting , a passage taken on board an English ship ; the anchor weighed ; and the lovers were free on the bounding main . A most refreshing story ! I put on a sudden air of sternness , and shot a question at her like a bullet . `` Are you making all this up , young woman ? ''