noon
`` Yes , my head is always aching . I have not lived well , and nature is claiming her tithes . '' He closed his eyes , surrendering to the restful touch of the cool palm . By and by he slept ; and she sat there watching till morning merged into drowsy noon . The agony was begun . And while he slept the mask of calm left her face , revealing the soul . From time to time she raised her eyes toward heaven , and continually her lips moved in prayer .