noon
Even through the telephone the resentful note in his voice grated on her and mystified her . Something in the papers lay at the bottom of it , but she could comprehend nothing , absolutely nothing , she told herself hotly , that should make Jack snarl at her like that . His very manner of conveying the message was maddening , put her up in arms . She was chained to her work -- which , despite her agitation , she managed to wade through without any radical errors -- until noon . The twelve-to-one intermission gave her opportunity to hurry up the street and buy a _ Gazette _ . Then , instead of going home to her luncheon , she entered the nearest restaurant . She wanted a chance to read , more than food .