midnight
Neither the night sky nor the great turquoise mirror beneath it appeared out of season . Monte did not stray far . He walked contentedly back and forth for the matter of an hour . He might have kept on until midnight , had it not been for a messenger from the hotel who handed him a note . Indifferently he opened it and read : I 've gone to the Hôtel d'Angleterre . Please do n't try to see me to-night . Hastily , MARJORY .