midnight
I ate it so fast that I remember I suffered afterwards from indigestion , -- or perhaps it was a bad conscience . Things were going from bad to worse and I was becoming tired of my present life , but there did not seem to be any way out of it . When I went back to my dark alley I fell asleep , but tossed and turned and was very uneasy . At midnight I was aware of hearing hoarse voices whispering together ; alert and listening I heard two men talking about `` lifting some swag . '' I did not know what that was but kept still . One said that he would watch outside while the other forced a dining-room window . `` If the job is done quietly , '' said one , `` we can get all the silver without waking the family . ''