noon
And you , Polly , '' speaking to a superannuated negress who was sitting near the table , `` you just shove that ar ' piece of dough , I done save to bake for you and me , under your char , whar she wo n't see it . '' Polly complied , and by this time Mrs. Nichols was at the door , surveying the premises , and thinking how differently she 'd make things look after a little . `` Does missus want anything ? '' asked Aunt Milly , and grandma replied , `` Yes , I want to know if ` tai n't nigh about _ noon _ . '' This is a term never used among the blacks , and rolling up her white eyes , Aunt Milly answered , `` You done got me now , sartin , for this chile know nothin ' what you mean more 'n the deadest critter livin ' . '' As well as she could , Mrs. Nichols explained her meaning , and Aunt Milly replied , `` Oh , yes , yes , I know now . ` Is it most _ dinner time ? '