midnight
Now he is quite near ; it is a policeman . She walks calmly past him , and hears him stop behind her . With an effort she continues in the same slow pace . She hears the jingle of street-car bells -- ah , it can not be midnight yet . She walks more quickly -- hurrying toward the city , the lights of which begin there by the railroad viaduct -- the growing noise tells her how near she is . One lonely stretch of street , and then she is safe . Now she hears a shrill whistle coming rapidly nearer -- a wagon flies swiftly past her .