noon
`` I was up in my room writing to Joyce , when I heard a rumble and a running down in the back hall . Somebody called ` Fire ! Fire ! ' Then somebody else took it up , and the old gentleman at the end of the hall , who never appears in public until noon , came bursting out of his room in his bath robe , his shoes in one hand and his false teeth in the other . It was the funniest sight ! There was wild excitement for a few minutes . One woman began throwing things out of the window , and another stood and shrieked and wrung her hands .