about noon
`` I have thought of it , and I will think of it . Farewell , my dear . '' Then he came up to her and kissed her , and started on his journey on foot to Silverbridge . It was about noon when he reached Silverbridge , and he was told that Doctor Tempest was at home . The servant asked him for a card . `` I have no card , '' said Mr. Crawley , `` but I will write my name for your behoof if your master 's hospitality will allow me paper and pencil . '' The name was written , and as Crawley waited in the drawing-room he spent his time in hating Dr. Tempest because the door had been opened by a man-servant dressed in black .