about noon
Dick flung the wet hat from his curly head and took a look at the card which the Spaniard had presented him . From it his humorous gaze went back to the posturing owner of the pasteboard . Suppressing a grin , he answered with perfect gravity . `` If you will happen round to the palace about noon to-morrow , _ Señor _ Pesquiera , you will be admitted to the presence by the court flunkies . When you 're inquiring for the whereabouts of the palace , better call it room 14 , Gold Nugget Rooming-House . '' He excused himself and stepped lightly across to his companion in the adventure , who had by this time recovered consciousness . `` How goes it , Tom ?