midnight
He wanted to live , realizing completely that to-morrow might seal everything . He was not afraid , but he was alive , very much alive -- so alive that he found himself rising triumphant from sorrow and shame and disillusionment . He came out of his musings with a realization that Storch was regarding him with that puzzled air which his moods were beginning to evoke . And almost at the same time he was conscious that their feet were planted upon that selfsame corner past which Ginger walked at midnight . He put a hand on Storch 's shoulder . `` Let us wait here a few moments , '' he said . `` I am feeling a little tired . ''