About two in the morning
But , when once they were safe inside the room again , he went up and cried his eyes out on her arm , while she folded him in to her heart as if he were the only thing in the whole world she had to love . One night , towards the end of the practice flights , a strange thing happened , which showed that the time for the final flight of escape was drawing near . They had been out for several hours flying through a rainstorm , the thousand little drops of which stung their faces like tiny gun-shot . About two in the morning the wind shifted and drove the clouds away as by magic ; the stars came out , at first like the eyes of children still dim with crying , but later with a clear brilliance that filled Jimbo and the governess with keen pleasure . The air was washed and perfumed ; the night luminous , alive , singing . All its tenderness and passion entered their hearts and filled them with the wonder of its glory . `` Come down , Jimbo , '' said the governess , `` and we 'll lie in the trees and smell the air after the rain . ''