twelve o'clock at night
`` I dare say it might , '' answered Black Milsom , rather sulkily . `` I took to this place because everybody else was afraid to take to it , and it was to be had for nothing . There was an old miser as cut his throat here seven or eight year ago , and the place has been left to go to decay ever since . The miser 's ghost walks about here sometimes , after twelve o'clock at night , folks say . ` Let him walk till he tires himself out , ' says I. ` He do n't come my way ; and if he did he would n't scare me . ' Come , captain . '' Mr. Milsom opened the door , and ushered his visitor into the lively abode , which the prejudice of weak-minded people permitted him to occupy rent-free .