midday
Look , there 's Mr. Helbeck signing to us . Joy ! -- that 's dinner . '' * * * * * Laura expected the midday meal with some curiosity . But she saw no signs of austerity . Mr. Helbeck pressed the roast chicken on Father Bowles , took pains that he should enjoy a better bottle of wine than usual , and as to himself ate and drank very moderately indeed , but like anybody else . Laura could only imagine that it was not seemly to outdo your priest .