morning, noon
Nothing can fit ; for who could ever put into words the beauty of all this ? '' By and by they left the Grand Canal , passed through narrower ones , with such high walls on either side that twilight rapidly succeeded the sunset glow ; floated beneath the Bridge of Sighs , and were at the steps of their hotel . The next few days were devoted wholly to drinking in the spirit of Venice . Mr. Sumner hired gondolas which should be at the service of his party during the month they were to spend there , and morning , noon , and night found them revelling in this delight . They went to San Marco in early morning and late afternoon ; fed the pigeons in the Piazza ; ate ice-cream under its Colonnade ; went to the Lido , and floated along the Grand Canal beside the music and beneath the moonlight for hours at night , and longed to be there until the morning . Barbara grew stronger , the color returned to her cheeks , and though she often felt unhappy , she was better able to conceal it . She began to hope that her secret was safe ; that it would never be discovered by any one ; that Mr. Sumner would never dream of it .