midday
Gertrude Marvell turned back to her letters . `` What does anyone know about a _ man _ ? '' she said , with slow deliberation . The midday post at Maumsey brought letters just after luncheon . Delia turning hers over was astonished to see two or three with the local postmark . `` What can people from _ here _ be writing to me about ? '' Gertrude absorbed in the new weekly number of the _ Tocsin _ took no notice , till she was touched on the shoulder by Delia .