Sunday
before noon
`` If you want to take the train , cross that field by the foot path and keep right along the road to the left till you come to the river . There 's a ferryman . The town 's Herblay , and there 's a station ... . And any Sunday before noon I 'll be at 3 rue des Eveques , Reuil . You must come and we 'll take a walk together . '' They shook hands , and Andrews strode off across the wet fields . Something strangely sweet and wistful that he could not analyse lingered in his mind from Marcel 's talk .