noon
`` Anything -- anything ! '' cried Olivia . `` Oh , my dear Olivia , '' breathed Mrs. Hastings weakly , `` taking me , at my age , into this awful place of Four Dimentias -- or whatever it was you said . '' `` We will be ready to go with you at noon , '' said Olivia steadily . St. George held his peace as they made their adieux . A great many things remained to be thought out , but one was clear enough . The boy servant ran before them to the door .