noon
I knew no other way so likely as that of visiting the glen at all times of the day . I even went so far as to write a line of greeting , with a regret that our visits had not yet coincided , and laid it under a stone on the top of _ her _ rock . The note disappeared , but there was no answer in its place . Then I suddenly remembered her fondness for the noon hours , at which time she was `` utterly alone . '' The hotel _ table d'hôte _ was at one o'clock , her family , doubtless , dined later , in their own rooms . Why , this gave me , at least , her place in society ! The question of age , to be sure , remained unsettled ; but all else was safe .