midnight
` I ask your pardon , Mr. Heywood . In times like these a man must be excused for occasionally dropping his manners . ' ` Assuredly , my lord , when he stoops to recover them so gracefully as doth the marquis of Worcester . ' ` What , then , would ` st thou in my house at midnight , Mr. Heywood ? ' asked the marquis courteously . ` Nothing save mine own , my lord . I came but to look for a stolen mare . '