midday
`` Very well , sir . '' Mrs. Bunting turned and went downstairs . She still felt queer and giddy , so instead of going into the kitchen , she made the lodger his cup of tea over her sitting-room gas-ring . During their midday dinner the husband and wife had a little discussion as to where Daisy should sleep . It had been settled that a bed should be made up for her in the top back room , but Mrs. Bunting saw reason to change this plan . `` I think ` twould be better if Daisy were to sleep with me , Bunting , and you was to sleep upstairs . '' Bunting felt and looked rather surprised , but he acquiesced .