midnight
The reply of Napoleon was briefly , -- `` I am coming ; and all who love me , follow me . '' How the words rang in my ears , -- `` _ Tous ceux qui m ` aiment ! _ '' I heard them in every rustling of the wind and motion of the leaves against the window ; they were whispered to my sense by every avenue of my brain ; and I sat no longer occupied in reading as usual , but with folded arms , repeating word by word the brief sentence . It was midnight . All was still and silent through the house ; no servant stirred , and the very wind was hushed to a perfect calm . I was sitting in my library , when the words I have repeated seemed spoken in a low , clear voice beside me . I started up : the perspiration broke over my forehead and fell upon my cheek with terror ; for I knew I was alone , and the fearful thought flashed on me , -- this may be madness !