noon
It was something like `` Spearing Salmon in the Columbia River , '' or `` Japanese Artillery in Action . '' Every day was just like another ; as the days are in New York . In the morning Turpin would take bromo-seltzer , his pocket change from under the clock , his hat , no breakfast and his departure for the office . At noon Mrs. Turpin would get out of bed and humour , put on a kimono , airs , and the water to boil for coffee . Turpin lunched downtown . He came home at 6 to dress for dinner . They always dined out .