midnight
Oh , my darling , my darling ! what will you think of me when you know ? '' and then she sat down to write . She stopped so many times to cry over it that it was midnight when the writing was finished . It was a letter , and the superscription read as follows : -- `` To my lover , Paul , who will never love me any mere after he reads this , but whom I shall love for ever : -- `` This letter will explain to you why my room is empty this morning . I could stand it no longer : to be loved and almost worshipped , by those whom I was basely deceiving . And so I have fled .