midnight
His peaked cap and feather sparkled with lurid points of fire . Countess Sagan turned upon him . ` But , Baron , where is then your domino ? It is not yet midnight , ' she exclaimed , her hand still remaining on Rallywood 's arm . ` Listen ! ' von Elmur raised his hand . ` The happy moment arrives when the beautiful faces we long to see -- ' He gave the rest of the sentence to the ear of Mademoiselle Selpdorf , who stood silently looking on at the little scene .