midnight
A haze of cigarette smoke dimmed the candle flame . The drone of an aëroplane high in the midnight sky came to them at intervals . At last the sound died away under the far stars . By the smoky candle flame Kid Glenn unfolded and once more read the letter that kept them there : -- I ought to get to Sainte Lesse somewhere around midnight . Do n't say a word to Maryette . Jack . Sticky Smith , reading over his shoulder , slowly rolled another cigarette .