midnight
`` Of what use , '' said Elizabeth Eliza , `` if we can not even then get into our own house ? '' Mr. Peterkin thought the matter appeared bad , if the locksmith had left town . He feared the young man might have gone in , and helped himself to spoons , and left . Only they should have seen him if he had taken the midnight train . Solomon John thought he appeared honest . Mr. Peterkin only ventured to whisper his suspicions , as he did not wish to arouse Mrs. Peterkin , who still was nodding in the corner of the long bench . Morning did come at last .