About noon
By her golden eyes , how glad I shall be to sleep . '' He saw a hackney coach standing at the corner of Frascati 's waiting for some gambler ; he awoke the driver , was driven home , went to bed , and slept the sleep of the dissipated , which for some queer reason -- of which no rhymer has yet taken advantage -- is as profound as that of innocence . Perhaps it is an instance of the proverbial axiom , _ extremes meet _ . About noon De Marsay awoke and stretched himself ; he felt the grip of that sort of voracious hunger which old soldiers can remember having experienced on the morrow of victory . He was delighted , therefore , to see Paul de Manerville standing in front of him , for at such a time nothing is more agreeable than to eat in company . `` Well , '' his friend remarked , `` we all imagined that you had been shut up for the last ten days with the girl of the golden eyes . '' `` The girl of the golden eyes !