midnight
Soon afterwards , for me , the night began to grow fantastic ; it took on the colour of a gigantic adventure . I do not suppose that either Mr Brindley or Mr Colclough , or the other person who presently arrived , regarded it as anything but a pleasant conviviality , but to a man of my constitution and habits it was an almost incredible occurrence . The other person was the book-collecting doctor . He arrived with a discreet tap on the window at midnight , to spend the evening . Mrs Brindley had gone home and Mrs Colclough had gone to bed . The book-collecting doctor refused champagne ; he was , in fact , very rude to champagne in general . He had whisky .