midnight
She knew there was but one alternative ; could she escape ? If so , she might free herself from her enemies , who now sought to ruin her happiness . She rose , and walked to the windows ; they had been secured ; two doors which led from the apartment were also carefully locked . She again went to the windows , but it was midnight darkness without ; she then seated herself upon the sofa , and calmly awaited her doom . Sleep forsook her once bright eyes , which now were dimmed with tears , while , with patient resignation to her fate , she awaited the return of morning . The lamp shone dimly over the apartment , casting its glimmering rays upon the rich tapestry that hung from the walls around her . There in youthful innocence sat the once loved and loving Fostina .