noon
When Glory paused , out of breath and with no more to tell , he set the little one down and took out his note-book . Having made some entries there , he exchanged a few low-spoken words with the vender and these appeared to quiet her wrath and silence her demands . Indeed , their influence was so powerful that she selected a pile of the broken cakes , put them into a paper bag , and offered them to Take-a-Stitch , saying : `` There , girl , it 's all right , or will be , soon 's officer finds that young one 's folks . It 's past noon , nigh on toward night , an ' likely she was hungry , too little to know any better , and you can have part yourself . You just do what he tells ye , an ' you 'll soon see that baby back in its mother 's arms . Laws , how heart-broke she must be a-losin ' it so . '' Goober Glory heard and felt that her own heart was surely breaking .