noon
She leaned and looked through the thin veil of her curtains at the splendid day . It was one of February 's freaks . It was hot . The white ghost of noon lay over shore and sea . Beneath her the city seemed to sleep gray and glistening . The tops of hills that rose above the up-creeping houses were misted green . Across the bay , along the northern shore , there was a pale green coast of hills dividing blue and blue .