midday
At the Moon and Stars they had their first drink , then on to the Old Spot . Then a long five miles of drought to carry them into Bulwell to a glorious pint of bitter . But they stayed in a field with some haymakers whose gallon bottle was full , so that , when they came in sight of the city , Morel was sleepy . The town spread upwards before them , smoking vaguely in the midday glare , fridging the crest away to the south with spires and factory bulks and chimneys . In the last field Morel lay down under an oak tree and slept soundly for over an hour . When he rose to go forward he felt queer . The two had dinner in the Meadows , with Jerry 's sister , then repaired to the Punch Bowl , where they mixed in the excitement of pigeon-racing .