noon
It 's what 's bound to come to the whole boiling of us . '' `` Mind your jaw , '' said the first man , with a scowl . `` You 'd better mind yours , '' said Dixon , slashing furiously at the leather . That noon Dixon offered Andrew , shamefacedly , taking him aside lest the other men see , a piece of pie of a superior sort which his mother had put into his dinner bag , but Andrew thanked him kindly and refused it . He could eat nothing whatever that noon . He kept thinking about the dressmaker , and how Fanny would ask him again to take some of that money out of the bank to pay her , and how the money was already taken out . That evening , when he sat down to the tea-table furnished with the best china and frosted cake in honor of the dressmaker , and heard the radiant talk about Ellen 's new frills and tucks , he had a cold feeling at his heart .