midnight
Once she stepped into a deep rut , and I caught her about the waist , but when I had lifted her out , she gently released herself . She said that the road was rougher than she had ever before found it , and I was ready to swear that it was the most delightful highway that my feet had trod ; indeed , I did swear it , but she warned me not to use such strong language when I meant to convey but a weak compliment . `` Let us walk faster , '' she said . `` It is away past midnight . I do believe it 's nearly day . Can you see your watch ? '' `` Yes , but I ca n't see the time . ''