noon
But that afternoon he went into Mr Antony Henderson 's office in Corn Street , where poor Jack Henderson sat on his low stool , with his long legs bent up under the watchmaker 's counter , pulling to pieces a large watch in a pinchbeck case , and thinking more of Bryda than the wheels of that cumbrous bit of mechanism . Chatterton bent over him , and whispered in his ear , -- ` Look about you , Henderson . Your fair lady has another suitor . He was with her in the square to-day at noon . A fine fellow , too , I swear he was . ' Jack started so that the pinchbeck watch had a narrow escape of falling from the counter , and the man who had the care of the apprentices at Mr Henderson 's exclaimed , -- ` Take care , you clumsy lout . You spoil more things than you mend .