midday
I -- I could n't . I dare not face him . You know too well I dare not ! '' The grey mists were still hanging upon the hills of Glencardine , although it was already midday , for it had rained all night , and everywhere was damp and chilly . Gabrielle , in her short tweed skirt , golf-cape , and motor-cap , had strolled , with Walter Murie at her side , from the house along the winding path to the old castle . From the contented expression upon her pale , refined countenance , it was plain that happiness , to a great extent , had been restored to her . When he had gone to Woodnewton it was to fetch her back to Glencardine .