midnight
he said to himself , and sat silently thoughtful . Perhaps he was thinking how often he had come short of the hope placed in him ; times of reflection arrive to most men ; and a threatened attack of the illness he believed must one day carry him off , might well have disposed him to think . In the evening he was worse . By midnight he was in agony , and Lady Margaret was up with him all night . In the morning came a lull , and Lady Margaret went to bed . His wife had not come near him . But Sepia might have been seen , more than once or twice , hovering about his door .