midnight
Once outside , he ran toward home like a hunted wild animal , hoping with all his heart that Juliet was still asleep . It was probable , for more than once she had slept on the sofa all night . But the kindly fate that had hitherto guided him suddenly failed him now . When he reached home , panting and breathless , having discovered that it was almost midnight , a drooping little figure in a torn kimona opened the door and fell , weeping into his arms . `` Oh , Romie ! Romie ! '' cried Juliet , hysterically .