midnight
All this , of course , was effort utterly wasted . Thyrsis poured out his pleadings and exhortations , his longing and his pain ; and when he had finished , the girl was exactly where she had been before -- just as distrustful of `` science '' , and just as blindly bent upon getting away to her savages and binding up their wounds and baptizing them . And so at last he gave up in despair , and left Delia to go to bed , and went out and sat alone in the moonlight . Afterwards , though it was long after midnight , Corydon came out and joined him . He saw that she was flushed and trembling with excitement . `` Thyrsis ! '' she whispered .