midnight
He looked healthy , and his chest rose and fell with the easy breathing of a child . But he never stirred ; only for his breathing he might have been of marble . Doctor Winchester and I wore our respirators , and irksome they were on that intolerably hot night . Between midnight and three o'clock I felt anxious , and had once more that creepy feeling to which these last few nights had accustomed me ; but the grey of the dawn , stealing round the edges of the blinds , came with inexpressible relief , followed by restfulness , went through the household . During the hot night my ears , strained to every sound , had been almost painfully troubled ; as though my brain or sensoria were in anxious touch with them . Every breath of the Nurse or the rustle of her dress ; every soft pat of slippered feet , as the Policeman went his rounds ; every moment of watching life , seemed to be a new impetus to guardianship . Something of the same feeling must have been abroad in the house ; now and again I could hear upstairs the sound of restless feet , and more than once downstairs the opening of a window .