midnight
It is true , and I am sure it is natural , that in the daylight my resolution looked a little differently to me than it did in the quiet night . I had toiled and scraped a great deal more than you know to buy that small piece of land , and it seemed much more my own than all Serveti had ever been in my better days . Then I shut myself up in my room and read Nino 's letter over again , though it pained me very much ; for I needed courage . And when I had read it , I took some papers in my pocket , and put on my hat and my old cloak , which Nino will never want any more now for his midnight serenades , and I went out to sell my little vineyard . `` It is for my boy , '' I said , to give myself some comfort . But it is one thing to want to buy , and it is quite another thing to want to sell . All day I went from one man to another with my papers , -- all the agents who deal in those things ; but they only said they thought it might be sold in time ; it would take many days , and perhaps weeks .