noon
`` I did n't know the broomstick worked by day . I thought it was only the other end . '' `` I guess , to tell the truth , '' returned Miss Lacey , laughing , `` Sylvia does n't know much more about one end of the broom than she does of the other . '' When Sylvia reappeared that noon she carried a pillowcase , which she held before her by its corners with care . She thought to slip around the house to the back door , but Edna and John rose from a corner of the piazza and greeted her . Dunham viewed the graceful bare head and warm , demurely smiling face in its tree setting as the girl approached . `` Does n't she look like a dryad ? ''