about midnight
`` I shall stay , '' said Sibyl , quietly taking off her hat and sitting down on the sofa . Aunt Faith spoke a few words of objection , but the mute appeal of Sibyl 's eyes silenced her ; she said no more , but sitting down by her niece , took her cold hand and held it in both her own . She had felt sorrow herself , and she could feel for others ; she knew that in Sibyl 's heart the depths were broken up . Hugh went back to the old stone house and returned about midnight ; from that time on , there was silence in the sick-chamber , and anxious eyes watched the unconscious face with painful interest . The night seemed endless ; only those who have watched by a sick bed can know how minutes can lengthen themselves ! As the gray twilight of dawn came into the room the sick man moved restlessly upon his pillow and moaned . Sibyl 's heart throbbed ; any change seemed for the better .