twelve o'clock
called Jerry , in his most wheedling voice . His mother only laughed , but Jerry felt sure she would . Besides , there was his dollar alarm clock . Jerry repented his request when sharp at twelve o'clock he was called for noonday dinner . He was sleepy and cross and not a bit hungry . His muscles were sore , and the drill to Lost Island did not have quite the romance by broad daylight that it had had a few hours before . Jerry watched his father put on his hat and hurry back to work , with a great deal of relief .