midnight
When we went back with the Shah to Tehran , a horrid event occurred which plunged me in the greatest misery . I heard that Zeenab was ill , and unable to dance before the Shah ; and , knowing the royal methods of treating unsatisfactory slaves , I feared greatly for the consequences . My fears were warranted . I was ordered , with others , to wait below the tower of the royal harem at midnight and bear away a corpse . We saw a woman struggling with two men at the top of the tower . The woman was flung over . We rushed forward .