noon
Courtney read two of his letters . The third he consigned , unopened , to the fireplace at Dowd 's Tavern . The little package , minus the wrapping paper , was locked away in his trunk . Charlie Webster , emerging from his office at the dinner hour , -- twelve noon , -- espied Miss Angie Miller hurrying toward the Tavern . He hailed her , -- not ceremoniously or even gallantly , -- but in the manner of Windomville . `` Hey ! '' he called , and Angie promptly responded , not with the dignity for which she was famous but with an entirely human spontaneity : `` Hey yourself ! ''