noon
Able and powerful as was Mr. Crewe 's discourse , the man and not the words had fastened the wandering attention of Austen Vane . He did not perceive his friend of the evening before , Mr. Widgeon , coming towards him up the side aisle , until he felt a touch on the arm . `` Take my seat . It ai n't exactly a front one , '' whispered the member from Hull , `` my wife 's cousin 's comin ' on the noon train . Not a bad speech , is it ? '' he added . `` Acts like a veteran .