midnight
These are but arbitrary and outward signs , -- the measure of Time , not Time itself ! Time is the Life of the Soul . If not this , then tell me what it is ? '' The high and animated tone of voice in which the Professor uttered these words aroused the Baron from his sleep ; and , not distinctly comprehending what was said , but thinking the Professor asked what time it was , he innocently exclaimed ; `` I should think it must be near midnight ! '' This somewhat disconcerted the Professor , who took his leave soon afterward . When he was gone the Baron said ; `` Excuse me for treating your guest so cavalierly . His transcendentalism annoyed me not a little ; and I took refuge in sleep .