About noon
Her terror of the little general , given full swing , shrieked and grimaced itself into absurdity . She was ashamed of her orgy , was laughing at it as the sun and intoxicating air of a typical New York morning poured in upon her . She accepted Mrs. Belloc 's invitation to take a turn through the park and up Riverside Drive in a taxicab , came back restored to her normal state of blind confidence in the future . About noon Stanley Baird telephoned . `` We must not see each other again for some time , '' said he . `` I rather suspect that you -- know -- who may be having you watched . '' `` I 'm sure of it , '' said she .