noon
The shopkeepers were gathered at their doors , but their chattering was hushed as the dreaded committee passed . More than one , apparently , had tasted of its discipline . Colonel Lloyd whispered to me to keep my countenance , that they were not after very large game that morning , -- only Chipchase , the butcher . And presently we came upon the rascal putting up his shutters in much precipitation , although it was noon . He had shed his blood-stained smock and breeches , and donned his Sunday best , -- a white , thick-set coat , country cloth jacket , blue broadcloth breeches , and white shirt . A grizzled cut wig sat somewhat awry under his bearskin hat . When he perceived Mr. Carroll at his shoulder , he dropped his shutter against the wall , and began bowing frantically .