noon
`` Good work ! '' says Hunk , givin ' Cuyler another bone crushing grip . `` And remember , we split fifty-fifty on all the net . I 'll close the deal by to-morrow noon , and three weeks from to-day we open in Savannah . '' Half an hour after they 'd both gone J. Bayard still sits there gazin ' vague and puzzled at the silver crook on his walkin ' stick . `` Just fancy ! '' he mutters .