noon
Grahame finished his wine , bolted a morsel or two of bread and râgout , and leaned back in his chair with a whimsical glance at Lorraine . `` Now , I 'll tell you what I 'll do , Marche , '' he said . `` My horses need rest , so do I , so does our wounded Uhlan . I 'll stay in this garden of Eden until noon , if you like , then I 'll drive our wounded man to Diekirch , where the Hôtel des Ardennes is as good an inn as you can find in Luxembourg , or in Belgium either . Then I 'll follow you to Sedan . '' They all rose from the table ; Lorraine came and held out her hand , thanking Grahame for his kindness to them and to Rickerl . `` Good-by , '' said Grahame , going with them to the door .