Midnight
And in the meantime there were interminable hours of darkness to endure , when sleep was impossible . And after that the daylight , when she must fear every eye that was turned in her direction , when every moment brought nearer the possibility of the end for her of all things in the world which mattered . The night wore on . Midnight came and passed . She had not moved again . Her straining eyes had watched the starry groups as they set beyond the horizon . There was no moon to create shadows upon the wide , rolling pasture before her .