noon
The pine-trees were saying to him : `` Ye shall go like the Indians , but be not inhospitable to your successors , and leave them your benediction , that the great bay and its rivers may be splendid with ships and men , though ye are perished forever . '' A perception of the energy of his countrymen , and a pride in it , without any mean reservation , though it might involve his personal humiliation , was Judge Custis 's only remaining claim to heaven 's magnanimity . Still , rich in human nature , he was beloved by his daughter with all her soul . He awoke long after noon , in body refreshed , and a glass of milk and a plover broiled on toast were ready for him to eat , with some sprigs of new celery from the garden to feed his nerves . He made this small meal silently , and Vesta said , as the tray was removed : `` Now , papa , before we leave this room , you are to tell me the whole injury you have suffered , and what all of us can do to assist you ; for if you had succeeded the reward would have been ours , and we must divide the pains of your misfortune with you without any regret . Courage , papa ! and let me understand it . ''