noon
said Joy , looking out of the window ; `` what do you suppose she wants ? '' Gypsy looked up carelessly ; she did n't very much care . She had told Miss Cardrew all she had to tell and received her punishment . As for her mother , she would have gone to her with the whole story that noon , if it had n't been for Joy 's part in it . `` What is that she has in her hand , I wonder ? '' said Joy uneasily , peeping through a crack in the door as Miss Cardrew passed through the entry ; `` why , I declare ! if it is n't a handkerchief , as true as you live -- all -- inky ! ''