midday
I never had one , '' replied mademoiselle with composure . She was tired , for she had hardly slept since Lory came under her care . She sat open-eyed , with that knowledge which is given to so few -- the knowledge of the gradual completion of a set purpose . They had travelled all night , and it was not yet midday when mademoiselle first saw , and pointed out to Lory , the white turret of the chateau among the pines . The baroness was on the steps to greet them . Like many persons of a gay exterior , she had a kind heart and a quick sympathy . She often did , and said , the right thing , when cleverer people found themselves at fault .