midday
If only this day were over ! * * * * * * * * * * * * * It was a short day in November , but still it seemed endless at Starydwór . Mrs. Tiralla was full of anxiety and impatience . Martin had spent the morning in his room , and he had not come to the midday meal . Where was he ? She had sought him everywhere and had not found him . She was trembling -- where could he be ?