noon
But a sudden and very decided rising of fresh blood to Bog 's cheeks and ears told him that he had played the part of spy long enough . So Bog determined -- as many grown-up people in graver dilemmas do -- to go home to supper . Bog found his supper all ready for him , and it was a good one . For his aunt , although the victim of a chronic rheumatism , had contrived to preserve a sharp appetite from the wreck of her former health , and cooked three meals for herself and two for Bog -LRB- who was never home at noon -RRB- daily . She was singularly punctual , too . Breakfast was always smoking hot on the table at 6 A.M. ; and supper -LRB- and dinner combined , for Bog -RRB- was never a minute behind 5 P.M. in the winter time . Bog , who had a truly boyish idea of feminine excellencies , considered that this knack of cooking , and this amazing punctuality , were more than an offset for his aunt 's little infirmities of temper , and her everlasting discourse on the rheumatics .