midnight
She might never see him again , and this thought was more than she could endure . The proud restraint she was wont to impose upon her feelings all vanished , and in her despairing sorrow she wept and moaned as she had never done before , even when Lilly was taken from her . Charon crouched close to her , with a mute grief clearly written in his sober , sagacious countenance , and each clung to the other , as to a last stay and solace . He was a powerful animal , with huge limbs , and a think , shaggy covering , sable as midnight , without a speck of white about him . Around his neck was a silver chain , supporting a broad piece of plate , on which was engraved , in German letters , the single word , `` Hartwell . '' How long she sat there Beulah knew not ; but a growl roused her , and she saw Mrs. Williams looking sorrowfully at her . `` My child , what makes you moan and weep so bitterly . ''