midnight
There came over him a lively recollection of the first two evenings which he and the musician had spent together ; he remembered the last wretched days which Albert had spent there ; and above all he remembered the sweet but absurd sentiment of wonder , of love , and of sympathy , which had been aroused in him by the very first sight of this strange man ; and he began to pity him . `` What will become of him now ? '' he asked himself . `` Without money , without warm clothing , alone at midnight ! '' He thought of sending Zakhár after him , but now it was too late . `` Is it cold out doors ? '' he asked .