noon
It seemed as if recess would never come that afternoon , and when it came it was n't `` any longer than your little finger . '' The fire was kindled the very first minute , the thimble-biscuits rolled out , and then the three children sat on the grass around their hearth to watch the baking . Seven dolls sat there too , with their party-dresses on , waiting very politely . There was a dictionary in the middle of the room for a table , with a pocket-handkerchief spread on it for a table-cloth , and Milly had set out all her best dishes there at noon , with a dot of butter , a pinch of sugar , and some bits of cake . `` I guess our oven is slow ; they do n't bake much , '' said Milly , peeping at the biscuits , which were placed in a row on a cabbage-leaf at a respectful distance from the fire . `` Let 's wish something while we 're waiting , '' said hungry Flaxie , who had only snatched a very hurried dinner . `` I wish this world was one big doughnut , with only us to eat it ! ''