twelve o'clock
There were several boats out , but I kept his in sight , by the help of a queer-shaped patch upon one of the sails . I wished lazily for a book , but I should not have read it if I had had one . I was taking into my heart the loveliness of the spring day . By twelve o'clock I knew my dinner would be ready , and I had been out in the fresh air long enough to be quite ready for it . Old Mrs. Tardif would be looking out for me impatiently , that she might get the meal over , and the things cleared away , and order restored in her dwelling . So I quitted my warm nook with a feeling of regret , though I knew I could return to it in an hour . But one can never return to any thing that is once left .