noon
He vividly recalled the thoughts that had been in his mind then . The contents of that room were as fixed , in their way , as the everlasting hills . No change would ever come there except the inevitable ones wrought by time and decay . That silver-mounted album would occupy that corner of that table , those pictures would hang on the walls , those chairs be found in their same places every morn and noon and night while the household hung together . The brass andirons were monuments to order and stability . Here and there were relics of a hundred years ago which were still living mementos and would be for many years to come . One going from and coming back to that house would never need to forecast or doubt .