midnight
We sat down on the fallen trunk of a tree , and leaned on the parapet wall of the terrace ; we remained mute and motionless , looking by turns at all the different spots , that for the last six weeks had witnessed our looks and steps , our twofold dreams , and our sighs . When all these had one by one faded away in the dim shade of twilight ; when there was only one corner of the horizon , to westward , where a faint light remained , -- we started up with one accord , and fled precipitately , casting vain and sorrowing looks behind as if some invisible hand had driven us out of this Eden , and pitilessly effaced on our steps all the scene of our happiness and love . We returned home and spent a sad evening , although I was to accompany Julie as far as Lyons on the box of her carriage . When the hand of her little portable clock marked midnight , I retired , to let her take some rest before morning . She accompanied me to the door ; I opened it , and said as I kissed her hand in the passage , `` Good-bye , till the morrow ! '' She did not answer , but I heard her murmur , with a sob , behind the closing door , `` There is no morrow for us ! '' There were a few days more , but they were short and bitter , as the last dregs of a drained cup .