Midnight
The physician and lawyer remained with him at his request , but they could not bring calm to his agitated mind . They could only listen to what he said , as to the ravings of a madman , for mad they judged him to be . Hour after hour went by , and the richest man in the parish , lying in his splendid bed , expecting Death every moment , found how poor he had become , and of how little real use all his vast possessions were to him now . Midnight passed away , early morning came , light dawned upon the hills . A faint color came into the sky , and with it color once more stole back into the cheeks of the squire , and hope returned to his heart . Death had not arrived as he had feared ; he was still living . The night was passed , the morning was come , and the prophecy of the mysterious voice was not accomplished .