Twelve o'clock
` Yes . It came up _ a propos _ of my scheme . ' A gong sounded down below . ` Twelve o'clock ' remarked Mrs. Ormonde . ` My birds are going to their dinner -- poor little town sparrows ! We 'll let them get settled , then go and have a peep at them -- shall we ? ' ` Yes , I should like to see them -- and , ' he added pleasantly , ` to see the look on your face when you watch them . '