noon
The noisy good-humor of yesterday badly concealed the resolve that despised death , just as the dreaminess of to-day openly betrayed the happiness that filled his heart . The whole way Desiderius could scarcely get one word from him , but he might easily read in his face all upon which he was meditating : and if he did utter once or twice encomiums on the beautiful May fields , Desiderius could see that his heart too felt spring within it . How beautiful it was to live again , to be happy and gay , to have hopes , expect good in the future , to love and be proud in one 's love , to go with head erect , to be all in all to someone ! At noon they arrived at Lankadomb . Czipra ran out to meet them and clapped her hands . `` You were driven away ; how did you get back so soon ? Well no one expected you to dinner . ''