midday
But Missy caught her breath . Uncle Charlie felt sorry for the ill-fated lovers . Oh , if he only knew ! At dinner time -LRB- on Sundays they had midday dinner here -RRB- , Aunt Isabel came down to the table . She said her head was better , but she looked pale ; and her blue eyes were just like the Blessed Damozel 's , `` deeper than the depth of waters stilled at even . '' Yet , pale and quiet like this , she seemed even more beautiful than ever , especially in that adorable lavender negligee -- with slippers to match . Missy regarded her with secret fascination .