midnight
But next day they turned up at Shenstone , earlier than usual . And that morning , Lady Ingleby was feeling strangely restful and at peace ; not with any expectations of future happiness ; but resigned to the inevitable ; and less apart from Jim Airth . She had fallen asleep the night before beset by haunting memories of Cornwall and of their climb up the cliff . At midnight she had awakened with a start , fancying herself on the ledge , and feeling that she was falling . But instantly Jim Airth 's arms seemed to enfold her ; she felt herself drawn into safety ; then that exquisite sense of strength and rest was hers once more . So vivid had been the dream , that its effect remained with her when she rose . Thus she sat watching the tennis with a little smile of content on her sweet face .