noon
In the meantime , Reed 's face was losing somewhat of its look of strain ; Whittenden 's clear eyes were growing gentler , yet infinitely more full of courage . To both of them , the future was less of a blank wall than it had seemed , the night before . Already , they both were gathering a little more perspective . Towards noon , though , Opdyke roused himself and spoke . `` This is n't going to do for you , Whittenden , '' he said , with decision . `` If you sit about like this , I 'll have you tucked up beside me , within the week . You 've got to have some exercise .