midnight
That notion of hitchin ' a string to the slide in the stove door so ` st you could open the draught without stirrin ' out of your chair -- that took me in the night . There war n't no waitin ' 'til mornin ' ! Long ago I learned that . Once the idee has a-holt of me there 's nothin ' to do but haul myself out of bed , even if it 's midnight an ' colder 'n the devil , an ' try out that notion . '' `` The plan was a good one ; it 's saved lots of steps , '' put in Celestina . `` It had to be done , Tiny , '' Willie answered simply . `` That 's all there was to it .