noon
Would a cat continue to stare at a king if the king 's crown rather dazzled the cat 's eyes ? Suppose -- just suppose -- Thompson sat up in bed with a start . It seemed to him that he had just lain down , that the train of his thought was still racing . But it was broad day , a dull morning , gloomy with that high fog which in spring often rides over the city and the bay till near noon . He stretched his arms , yawning . All at once he recollected that he had something to do , a call to make upon Mr. John P. Henderson at ten o'clock . Groya Motors -- he wondered what significance that held .