noon
Life was beginning again . `` I 'm not quite certain whether I shut the big trunk properly , '' she exclaimed . Monsieur Rambaud promised that he would make sure . Their train started at noon , and they had plenty of time . Some gravel was being scattered on the streets ; their cab would not take an hour . But , all at once , he raised his voice : `` I believe you 've forgotten the fishing-rods ! '' said he .