noon
-- merely an odd coincidence . But still -- well , the puzzle might be worth the solving . At last he rose , and drawing the heavy hangings close to keep out the insistent light , he lay down upon his bed , to fall into a troubled sleep . When he awoke it was almost noon , and too late to catch the Paris train . Fate again ! And yet there arose no feeling of rebellion in Sir Paul . If he were in the hands of a great will , let that same will direct .