noon
Just a week later , in Palo Alto , California , Anthony Fox slammed the gate of Miss Mix 's garden loudly behind him , and eyed the Mix homestead with disapproval . The house was square and white , with doors and windows open to spring sunlight and air , and was surrounded by a garden space of flowers and trees and trim brick walks . The click of the gate brought a maid to the doorway . `` Mr. Fox wo n't be here until noon , '' said the maid , in answer to his question . `` Does Miss -- could I see Miss Mix ? '' substituted Anthony , after a moment 's thought . He took a porch chair while she departed to find out .