noon
He laughed . How many such romances lay beneath the banter and jest of those bald bachelor diplomat friends of his ? Had fate reserved him for one of these ? It was noon when he entered the city of Bleiberg . He went directly to his hotel , where a bath and a change of clothes took the stiffness from his limbs . He was in no great hurry to go to the Grand Hotel ; there was plenty of time . Happily there was no mail for him ; he was not needed in Vienna .