midday
It was natural to her to pray , to throw herself on a sustaining and strengthening power . Such prayer in such a nature is not the specific asking of a definite boon . It is rather a wordless aspiration towards a Will not our own -- a passionate longing , in the old phrase , to be ` right with God , ' whatever happens , and through all the storms of personal impulse . * * * * * An hour later Lucy entered the salon just as Alfredo , coming up behind her , announced that the midday breakfast was ready . Mrs. Burgoyne was sitting near the western window with her sketching things about her . Some western clouds had come up from the sea to veil the scorching heat with which the day had opened . Eleanor had thrown the sun-shutters hack , and was finishing and correcting one of the Nemi sketches she had made during the winter .