noon
`` To-morrow night I shall sleep here , '' answered Charley . So it was arranged that Charley should come to live in the tailor 's house , to sleep in the room which the tailor had provided for a wife twenty-five years before -- even for her that was now known as Madame Dauphin . All morning the tailor chuckled to himself . When they sat down at noon to a piece of venison which Charley had prepared himself -- taking the frying-pan out of the hands of Margot Patry , the old servant , and cooking it to a turn -- Louis Trudel saw his years lengthen to an indefinite period . He even allowed himself to nervously stand up , bow , shake Charley 's hand jerkingly , and say : `` M'sieu ' , I care not what you are or where you come from , or even if you 're a Protestant , perhaps an Englishman . You 're a gentleman and a tailor , and old Louis Trudel will not forget you . It shall be as you said this morning -- it is no day for work .