noon
`` Good again -- good again ! ha , ha , ha ! that 's brave , that is . Why , the mob of idle sightseers who crowd about the prison gates at noon to watch the prisoners might all be poor blind wretches or helpless cripples like you and I. '' `` Of course . '' `` And if the gate is left open but one instant -- a single inch , no more -- why , worlds might be done . '' `` A horse ready saddled near at hand might be worth thinking of . '' `` True . ''