midnight
`` God save the Prince ! '' `` Yes , '' Loristan answered , after a moment 's hesitation , -- `` when he is found . '' And he went back to his table smiling his beautiful smile . * * * * * The wonder of silence in the deserted streets of a great city , after midnight has hushed all the roar and tumult to rest , is an almost unbelievable thing . The stillness in the depths of a forest or on a mountain top is not so strange . A few hours ago , the tumult was rushing past ; in a few hours more , it will be rushing past again . But now the street is a naked thing ; a distant policeman 's tramp on the bare pavement has a hollow and almost fearsome sound .