morning,
noon
Maybe it was quite a shock to her system to take a place amongst really good and simple folk ! She laughed a little shortly -- then rose abruptly from her chair , and began to walk up and down the room . The trouble was that the soft pedal was getting unbearable . That air of awed hush and solemnity , morning , noon and night , without anything to relieve it , was just a trifle too drastic and sudden a change in life for her to accept calmly and swallow in one dose without feeling any effects from it ! If she could be transported now for an hour , say , to the Roost , or Heligman 's and the turkey trot , or the Rivoli , or any old place -- except Needley , Maine ! `` Gee ! '' said Helena to herself .