midnight
And we let it go at that . But Dicky put the rose petals in his pocket with the toe-bone , and hopefully remarked that there would be no difficulty about finding her now . I mentioned that I had parents also , at that moment , lost in the Catacombs , but he did not apologize . The midnight of the place , as we walked on , seemed to deepen , and its silence to grow more profound . The tombs passed us in solemn grey ranges , one above the other -- the long tombs of the grown-up people , and the shorter ones of the children , and the very little ones of the babies . The air held a concentrated dolor of funerals sixteen centuries old , and the four dim stone walls seemed to have crept closer together . `` I think I will take your arm , Mr. Dod , '' said Mrs. Portheris , and `` I think I will take your other arm , Mr. Dod , '' said I. `` Thank you , '' replied Dicky , `` I should be glad of both of yours , '' which may look ambiguous now , but we quite understood it at the time .