midnight
`` I know , '' said Harry , `` but I hate to have her alone with that little black snake for five minutes . '' `` Owen is with them . '' `` Owen is worse . '' The machines drew up in Chatham Square , and the little procession that moved across to Doyers street -- dainty slippers on blackened cobblestones , light laughter tinkling under the thunder of the `` L , '' human brightness brushing past the human shadows from the midnight dens -- made contrasts picturesque as a pageant in a catacomb . Pauline , on the arm of the chattering Baskinelli , led the way . `` Is n't this splendid ? '' she exclaimed .