noon
When we were ready to start next morning the post boy let me know that one of the horses had gone lame . Here was a pretty pickle . I pished and pshawed , but in the end had to scour the town to find another in its place . 'T was well on toward noon when the boy and I returned to the ordinary with a nag that would serve . Of other lovers I have scant knowledge , but the one I know was wont to cherish the memory of things his love had said and how she had said them ; with what a pretty tilt to her chin , with what a daring shyness of the eyes , with what a fine colour and impetuous audacity she had done this or looked that . He was wont in advance to plan out conversations , to decide that he would tell her some odd brain fancy and watch her while he told it . Many an hour he spent in the fairy land of imagination ; many a one he dreamed away in love castles built of fancied rambles in enchanted woods , of sweet talks in which he always said and did the right thing ; destined alas !