noon
Breakfast passed without the mention of shoes . What was his mother thinking about ! She seemed uncommonly busy with cleaning an uncommonly clean house . When Dorian came home from irrigating at noon , he kicked off his muddy shoes by the shanty door , so as not to soil her cleanly scrubbed floor or to stain the neat home-made rug . There seemed to be even more than the extra cooking in preparation for Sunday . The mother looked at Dorian coming so noiselessly in his stocking feet . `` You did n't show me your new shoes last night , '' she said .