midday
He could not forgive her for using all her firing , and having to pass Sunday in the street ; the remembrance would not leave him , and it burned like an angry spark . She wanted to make herself out a martyr . One day , about noon , Pelle was standing among the miners on the floor of the basin ; Emil and he had just come from the shed , where they had swallowed a few mouthfuls of dinner . They had given up their midday sleep in order to witness the firing of a big blast during the midday pause when the harbor would be empty . The whole space was cleared , and the people in the adjacent houses had opened their windows so that they should not be shattered by the force of the explosion . The fuse was lit , and the men took shelter behind the caissons , and stood there chatting while they waited for the explosion . The `` Great Power '' was there too .