midday
said Harry , disgustedly , strolling off with Tom to the pub , while the others made their way down the sleeping street . The house where Sally lived came first , and she left them ; then , walking a few yards more , they came to the Blakestons ' , and after a little talk at the door Liza bade the couple good night , and was left to walk the rest of the way home . The street was perfectly silent , and the lamp-posts , far apart , threw a dim light which only served to make Lisa realize her solitude . There was such a difference between the street at midday , with its swarms of people , and now , when there was neither sound nor soul besides herself , that even she was struck by it . The regular line of houses on either side , with the even pavements and straight , cemented road , seemed to her like some desert place , as if everyone were dead , or a fire had raged and left it all desolate . Suddenly she heard a footstep , she started and looked back . It was a man hurrying behind her , and in a moment she had recognized Jim .