midnight
Again and again he paced back and forth . Job was almost asleep , weary with watching the heart-struggles of the wronged old man , when at last he came and said , `` Boy , ask Great Spirit forgive Bill . Bill forgive Mono Indian . '' And there , at midnight , the love that transfigured Hebrew Peter , German Luther , English Wesley , that had changed Job Malden , transformed Indian Bill . It was fully two weeks after the old trapper had borne him into his humble tent that one afternoon Job walked off , strong and brave , to finish his journey home . Bill saw him down to the river , where you swing across on a board hung on a cable , helped pull the return ropes that carry the novel car across , shouted as Job clambered up the other bank , `` Bill heap glad ! Love Mono !