midnight
`` He deserves it all . If you desire my advice on that point I should say -- '' Mr. Stephens interrupted him , laying a quiet hand on his arm and speaking gently : `` My boy , suppose you and I kneel down here and pray for him ? '' All the heat and anger died out of Theodore 's face . He remembered the midnight interview which took place years before in that very room , when Mr. Stephens was the judge and he himself the culprit . He remembered that at that time Mr. Stephens had knelt down and prayed for _ him _ . Reverently now he knelt beside the noble-hearted man , and heard him pour out his soul in prayer for the `` poor boy '' who had tried so hard to injure him . When they arose he turned quiet smiling eyes on his young friend as he said : `` My dear boy , can you advise me now ? ''