midnight
Presently the moon rose and illumined the camp from end to end . Here and there I could see a picket pacing back and forth , or an officer making his rounds . At headquarters lights were still burning , and I did not doubt that an earnest consultation was in progress there concerning the orders for the morrow . At midnight came the relief , and I made the best of my way back to our quarters , crawled into the tent , whose flaps were raised to let in every breath of air stirring , and lay down beside Spiltdorph . I tried to move softly , but he started awake and put out his hand and touched me . `` Is it you , Stewart ? '' he asked .