midday
The time had come when Chris could go out beyond the confines of Mr. Wicker 's gardens . It was a bright fall day when Amos and he stepped out the kitchen door . Becky Boozer 's huge frame blocked it behind them as she stood in the sun to see them off . Each boy had been given meat and bread , some cakes and apples , for their midday meal , and Chris stood looking up and down the street for a moment before starting , savoring the promise of new sights and new adventure . The only drawback was that Amos would not , and must not , know why Chris might be surprised at certain places . Georgetown in the year 1790 might be new for Amos , but not nearly as new as it would be for Chris . `` Where-all are we going in the first place ? ''