midnight
I would not care to shock my innocent readers unnecessarily by telling the hours that brought Guy Elersley to his room that night , nor the circumstances that caused him to dream such frightful things through his broken slumber . Some of them either from having been there before or from close observation could suspect one of Guy 's worst failings at the sight of his dim sleepy eyes , his straggling cravat and half-buttoned coat , as well as by the thick utterances he hummed to himself , intended no doubt for the familiar strains of his favorite `` Warrior Bold '' or `` In the Gloaming , '' but , nevertheless differing from them as much as they resembled them . Oh , Guy ! who , among your high-toned lady friends on Sparks Street to-morrow will recognize in you the fast midnight rambler , that the pale winter moon and the cold silent stars see in you to-night ? You , the brilliant one of Ottawa 's best drawing-rooms , ejaculating all the hard words you know , because you ca n't open the door with a lead pencil , nor find the handle on the wrong side . How well you have learned the art of veneering your character ! Is it then such a breach of Christian charity to discuss on open pages , Guy Elersley by daylight , and Guy Elersley by lamplight ?