midnight
The bed was naked of covering . The cabinets and closets exhibited their fastenings broken . Their contents were gone . Whether these appearances had been produced by midnight robbers , or by the ministers of law and the rage of the creditors of Welbeck , was a topic of fruitless conjecture . My design was now effected . This chamber should be the scene of my disease and my refuge from the charitable cruelty of my neighbours . My new sensations conjured up the hope that my indisposition might prove a temporary evil .