noons
It has been said before , but they said it again and yet again . And the circling skylark seemed to sing at the very gates of God 's heaven . So the tide rose to its high flowing . The days of gold which linked themselves one to another with strange dawns of pearl and exquisite awakenings , each a miracle , the gemmed night whose blue darkness seemed studded with myriads of new stars , the noons whose heats or rains were all warm scents of flowers and fragrant mists , wrought themselves into a chain of earthly beauty . The hour in which the links must break and the chain end was always a faint spectre veiled by kindly mists which seemed to rise hour by hour to soften and hide it . But often in those days did it occur that the hurrying and changing visitors to the house in Eaton Square , glancing at Robin as she sat writing letters , or as she passed them in some hall or room , found themselves momentarily arrested in an almost startled fashion by the mere radiance of her . `` She is lovelier every time one turns one 's head towards her , '' the Starling said -- the Starling having become a vigorous worker and the Duchess giving welcome to any man , woman or child who could be counted on for honest help .