about morning, noon
it _ did _ seem out of proportion to waste six whole weeks in that one spot ! At the end of the last fortnight , too , Mr Judge declared that he was sick to death of hotels and lonely evenings in smoking rooms , and approached Madame Dupre with a view to joining the party at Villa Beau Sejour . Madame was delighted to receive him , but Claire Gifford told her mother resentfully that she considered Mr Judge 's behaviour `` very cool . '' How did he know that it would be pleasant for them to have him poking about morning , noon , and night ? `` It is n't _ our _ Pension , darling , and he is very nice to you , '' Mrs Gifford had said in return , and as it was impossible to contradict either statement , Claire had tossed her head , and relapsed into silence . For the first weeks of her acquaintance with Mr Judge , Claire had thoroughly enjoyed his attentions . It was agreeable to know a man who had a habit of noting your wishes , and then setting to work to bring them about forthwith , and who was also delightfully extravagant as regards flowers , and seemed to grow chocolates in his coat pockets .