noon
He threw himself sprawling his full length upon the rumpled bed . But this time it was not to sleep . Instead , he stared up at the ceiling and puffed cigarette after cigarette until morning flooded the room ... At eight o'clock he phoned down to have his breakfast sent up . * * * * * Toward noon Watson came in . `` I saw Brauer yesterday and again this morning ... What did you do to make him so sore ? '' Fred shrugged . `` I guess I took a superior air ... A man who plays up his honesty is always nasty ... I meant well -- most fools do ! ''