midnight
The war seemed very far away , and I felt the littleness of our human struggles , till I thought of Peter turning from side to side to find ease in the cottage far below me . Then I realized that the spirit of man was the greatest thing in this spacious world ... I would get back about three or four , have a bath in the water which had been warming in my absence , and creep into bed , almost ashamed of having two sound legs , when a better man a yard away had but one . Oddly enough at these hours there seemed more life in the Pink Chalet than by day . Once , tramping across the lake long after midnight , I saw lights in the lake-front in windows which for ordinary were blank and shuttered . Several times I cut across the grounds , when the moon was dark . On one such occasion a great car with no lights swept up the drive , and I heard low voices at the door . Another time a man ran hastily past me , and entered the house by a little door on the eastern side , which I had not before noticed ... Slowly the conviction began to grow on me that we were not wrong in marking down this place , that things went on within it which it deeply concerned us to discover .