midnight
Brenda went with him to help about the gasoline , and in an short time , under her pilotage , he reached an open spot where he could rise . They heard the whirring of his wings ; he was gone . It may be said that , once up in the air , Stanley lost no time in heading into the west-southwest . He knew the way , and though it was yet hardly midnight , he divined the safest way for him to make the familiar aerodrome was to get there as soon as possible , regardless of consequences . The night , though foggy , was sufficiently starlight to aid in his sense of direction . It was hardly likely that there would be further bombing raids that night , but one was never certain what the Boches might attempt . Witness their recent raid upon the old chateau , although they might know that planes had recently landed there .