noon
True , he told no one that he missed Don Luis , but those who surrounded him were made to feel his ill-humour plainly enough . Only he admitted to the Bishop of Arras that the radiant light which was shining into his window was disagreeable . It made too strong a contrast to his gloomy soul , and it even seemed as though the course of the sun , in its beaming , unattainably lofty path , mocked the hapless , painful obstruction to his own motion . At noon he enjoyed very little of the meal , prepared for a fast day , which the new cook had made tempting enough . In reply to the Count of Nassau 's inquiry whether he wished to hear any music , he had answered rudely that the musicians and the boy choir could play and sing in the chapel for aught he cared . Whether he would listen to the performance was doubtful . Single tones had reached his ears , but he did not feel in the mood to descend the stairs .