midnight
Our love . D. and V. ' His face flashed out of cloud . A more precious document had never been handed to him . It chased back to midnight the doubt hovering over his belief in himself ; -- phrased to say , that he was no longer the Victor Radnor known to the world . And it extinguished a corpse-like recollection of a baleful dream in the night . Here shone radiant witness of his being the very man ; save for the spot of his recent confusion in distinguishing his identity or in feeling that he stood whole and solid . -- Because of two mature maiden ladies ?