midnight
Sligo Moultrie feels and admires the audacious skill of Abel in crowning the feast with music . Grace Plumer leans upon his arm . Abel Newt 's glittering eyes are upon them . It is the very moment he had intended to be standing by her side , to hold her arm in his , and to make her feel that the music which pealed in long cadences through the midnight , and streamed through the draped windows into the room , was the passionate entreaty of his heart , the irresistible pathos of the love he bore her . Somehow Grace Plumer is troubled . She fears the fascination she enjoys . She dreads the assumption of power over her which she has observed in Abel .