midnight
He ran his fingers through his cowlicks . But drat the woman ! why had she accepted the situation so docilely ? Since midnight not a sound out of her , not a wail , not a sob . Now he had her , he could n't let her go . She was right there . There was one man in the crew Cleigh had begun to dislike intensely , and he had been manoeuvring ever since Honolulu to find a legitimate excuse to give the man his papers .