midnight
Already he was cursing himself for his pains , and crying aloud that , had he dreamed the consequences , never had the name of Tatsu crossed his lips ! Ando 's anticipated joys in Yeddo lay , as yet , before him . Hourly was he tormented by visits from the impatient Kano . Neither midnight nor dawn were safe from intrusion . Always the same questions were asked , the same fears spoken , the same glorious future prophesied ; until finally , in despair , one night Ando arose between the hours of two and three , betaking himself to a small suburban hotel . Here he lived , for a time , in peace , under the protection of an assumed name . A letter had been dispatched that first day , to Tatsu of Kiu Shiu , with a sum of money for the defraying of travelling expenses , and the petition that the youth should come as quickly as possible for a visit to Kano Indara , since the old man could not , of himself , attempt so long a journey .