midnight
`` Good night , Judge . '' `` Good night , Diana ! '' The door closed softly and Diana was seen no more that night . The rain ceased at midnight and the stars shone forth clear and cold , but Milton was the only person in the camp to be conscious of the fact . Just as the dawn wind was rising , though , and the cottonwoods were outlining themselves against the eastern sky , stumbling footsteps near the tent wakened both Diana and Na-che , and they opened the tent flap , hastily . Forrester was clinging to a cottonwood tree . At least it was a worn , bleached , ragged counterfeit of Forrester .