midnight
Was Ditmar ashamed of her ? ... When she reached home and had got into bed she wept a little , but her tears were neither of joy nor sorrow . Her capacity for both was exhausted . In this strange mood she fell asleep nor did she waken when , at midnight , Lise stealthily crept in beside her . Ditmar stood staring after the trolley car that bore Janet away until it became a tiny speck of light in the distance . Then he started to walk toward Hampton ; in the unwonted exercise was an outlet for the pent-up energy her departure had thwarted ; and presently his body was warm with a physical heat that found its counterpart in a delicious , emotional glow of anticipation , of exultant satisfaction . After all , he could not expect to travel too fast with her .