noon
It was like Mrs. Clayhanger to ask a question to which she knew the answer . Her ardent eyes , set a little too close together in the thin , lined , nervous face , burned upon him challengingly . `` I told you ! I have to report at Headquarters before noon . '' `` But you do n't mean to say you 're going to leave your wife like this ! She 's very ill . '' `` I 'm bound to leave her . ''