noon
`` Very good , sir . '' `` Right ho , Jeeves . '' But on the morrow all those telegrams started coming in , and I confess that for twenty-four hours I did n't give the poor chap a thought , having problems of my own to contend with . The first of the telegrams arrived shortly after noon , and Jeeves brought it in with the before-luncheon snifter . It was from my Aunt Dahlia , operating from Market Snodsbury , a small town of sorts a mile or two along the main road as you leave her country seat . It ran as follows : _ Come at once . Travers .