He threw a glance at it, and, without lifting his head from the stone, again let both his eyes rest fixedly on something--both motionless, both veiled in a strange whitish turbidness, both as though blind and yet terribly alert.

And lo! from out of the ground, the stones, and the clefts, the quiet darkness of night began to rise, enveloped the motionless Judas, and crept swiftly up towards the pallid light of the sky.

Night was coming on with its thoughts and dreams.
That night Judas did not return to the halting-place.

And the disciples, forgetting their thoughts, busied themselves with preparations for their meal, and grumbled at his negligence..