midnight
Unluckily , as I say , the man 's a plausible rogue : that 's the most dangerous rogue of all , and the girl 's blind to all but the virtues and graces he makes a display of . I 'll forgive Petullo his cheatry in the common way of his craft sooner than his introduction of such a man to my girl . '' To all this Count Victor could no more than murmur his sympathy , but he had enough of the young gallant in him to make some mental reservations in favour of the persistent wooer . It was an alluring type , this haunter of the midnight bower , and melancholy sweet breather in the classic reed . All the wooers of only daughters , he reminded himself , as well as all the sweethearts of only sons , were unworthy in the eyes of parents , and probably Mungo 's unprejudiced attitude towards the conspiring lovers was quite justified by the wooer 's real character in spite of the ill repute of his history . He reflected that this confidence of Doom 's left unexplained his own masquerade of the previous night , but he gave no whisper to the thought , and had , indeed , forgotten it by evening , when for the first time Olivia joined them at her father 's table . It was a trying position in which Olivia found herself when first she sat at the same table with the stranger whose sense of humour , as she must always think , was bound to be vastly entertained by her ridiculous story .