noon
Mahommed ben Hamza was lolling on the stone veranda , gossiping with half-a-dozen men . He came the minute I beckoned him . `` I 've seen Jimgrim , '' I said . `` You 're to come with me at noon to the mejlis as my interpreter . '' He grinned delightedly . `` And see here , you smelly devil : Here 's money . Buy yourself a clean shirt , a new coat , and some soap .