Who is it," said he, "that goes thus about the host and the ships alone and in the dead of night, when men are sleeping?
Fear not," replied Ulysses, "let no thought of death be in your mind; but tell me, and tell me true, why are you thus going about alone in the dead of night away from your camp and towards the ships, while other men are sleeping?
In a little narrow corridor, near by, they showed us where many a prisoner, after lying in the dungeons until he was forgotten by all save his persecutors, was brought by masked executioners and garroted, or sewed up in a sack, passed through a little window to a boat, at
dead of night, and taken to some remote spot and drowned.
In the
dead of night the echoes of his own words, which had rolled Heaven knows how far away in the daytime, came back instead, and abided by him until morning.
She was as true as tempered steel; there were not two of us to whom she wrote and sent roses at dead of night.
I rejoined, in a fresh wave of bitterness: "that letter she had written at dead of night, and stolen down to post, it was the one I have been waiting for all these days
Careful search of the room revealed nothing to explain either the identity or business of the person who had thus secretly sought me in the
dead of night.
In the
dead of night Ninaka and his party had crawled away under the very noses of the avengers, taking the chest with them, and by chance von Horn and the two Dyaks cut back into the main trail along the river almost at the very point that Ninaka halted to bury the treasure.
These are the questions which torment me when I am alone in the
dead of night.
It was whisperingly asserted that footsteps, in the
dead of night, had been heard descending the garret stairs, and patrolling the house.
The pale young gentleman's nose had stained my trousers, and I tried to wash out that evidence of my guilt in the
dead of night.
Seven days ago, after her audience with Zat Arras, Dejah Thoris attempted to slip from the palace in the
dead of night.
Captain Kidd buried untold wealth in the chowder kettle at the
dead of night, and shot both the trusting villains who shared the secret of the hiding place.
He was buried at
dead of night in his own cathedral and laid by Stella's side, and over his grave were carved words chosen by himself which told the wayfarer that Jonathan Swift had gone "Where savage indignation can no longer tear at his heart.
And to come down in the
dead of night, when the house is wrapped in slumbers and weiled in obscurity.
