noon
`` I am always here but I have my hours , '' said the old woman , as if her convenience were not to be taken for granted . `` You mean the times when you receive ? '' `` I never receive . But I will see you at noon , when you come with the money . '' `` Very good , I shall be punctual ; '' and I added , `` May I shake hands with you , on our contract ? '' I thought there ought to be some little form , it would make me really feel easier , for I foresaw that there would be no other . Besides , though Miss Bordereau could not today be called personally attractive and there was something even in her wasted antiquity that bade one stand at one 's distance , I felt an irresistible desire to hold in my own for a moment the hand that Jeffrey Aspern had pressed .